Listen To My 1st Podcast

 

Sailing through Stories together

I was thrilled to be featured in my first-ever podcast interview with NE8X for my debut novel, REGRETs. It was an incredible experience to share my thoughts, journey, and creative process while discussing the book. Being recognised as someone whose opinion mattered in the literary space made it even more special. This conversation was a milestone, marking the beginning of many more such opportunities to connect with readers and fellow writers.

For an immersive experience, dive into the full podcast where I unravel the layers of my characters and explore the intricate emotions that weave through every page. Join me on this rollercoaster of emotions, where tragedy and love collide. 

 

Don’t miss out — listen to the full podcast here and let the story unfold in your heart.

 

 

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Read Some Of The Old Poetries From My Debut Book

Discover the captivating world of documentary-style poetry, where scripts unfold as poetic narratives, embracing the beauty of our reality while adhering to the truth. Throughout the process of crafting documentaries, I cultivated a unique style that exposes and presents reality in an artful manner.

Delve the pages of my award-winning book, an amalgamation of 21 colorful and mesmerizing poetical enigmas. These verses resonate with the human psyche, effortlessly transitioning from light-hearted pragmatism to enchanting darkness with just the flip of another page.

Every word is meticulously chosen to touch your innermost chords, inviting you to undergo a transformative journey. Curious? Grab your copy now and experience the poetic magic that earned the Emily Dickinson award.   

 Curious to know more about my journey? 

Head over to my website to explore my books, author profiles, honours, and the platforms where my work lives and breathes—be it articles, quotes, short stories, or special features.

📚 Discover where my books are available.
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📝 See the kind of content I create based on each platform—because every space holds a different shade of my storytelling.
🎥 And while you’re at it, catch a glimpse of my recent highlights and personal quotes in the YouTube video I shared.

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Read One Of The Old Poetries From My Debut Book

 

A Writer

It is who you are, and what you do.

You brave through,

You keep going…

No matter how scary it gets to you.

Not easy, Not to remember, 

How everyone said, writers don’t earn,

Don’t this, don’t those…

You behave like you put aside all criticism,  

Next moment you’re filled with 

Absolute narcissism and crippling self doubt.

But that’s what gets you into the sweet spot of art

Those attacks pump your ideas and push you

So you write on and on…

Because it is who you are, 

Being a writer, that is what you have to do.

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Read One Of My Old Short Stories

Vichitrata

Person’s name: Asana
Name of the thing: Alia- big pen weapon
Place name: Akash- clouded cave built underground  
Animal name: Ajanta- wolf

 

Introducing Asana, the daughter of Shani, assigned by the lord to administer justice. Taking a temporary human form, she walks the earth with a divine purpose.

Her weapon, known as Alia, is not just a pen but a formidable tool of justice. Its long, sharp nib pierces through demons, bringing swift retribution to the malevolent.

By her side, is Ajanta, a wolf companion named after the ancient caves, capable of navigating any maze. Together, they transverse both known and unknown realms, transcending earthly boundaries.

Asana's divine energy has manifested Akash, an underground haven forever cloaked in clouds. Within lies a mystical cave, a judge of souls. It discerns purity and impurity, orchestrating an otherworldly fate.

If impure, the body autonomously descends into the depths; if pure, it is consumed by sacred flames. In this enchanting tale of justice, Asana, Ajanta, Alia, and Akash weave a narrative that transcends the ordinary, a celestial dance of divine purpose nd ethereal mysteries.

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Read One Of My Old Features

Just 5 Minutes From The Metro

Bangalore, a city in the limelight, attracts residents due to its accessibility and rapid development. In contrast to cities with uncertain growth, Bangalore often likened to the speedy Shatabdi Express, experiences continuous and dynamic growth.

The city's growth is epitomized by its metro system, a vital identity for any thriving metropolis. As the hub of information technology, Bangalore has drawn a diverse workforce from across the nation. The advent of the metro has further streamlined transformation, catering to the needs of the growing population.  

Builders, astutely recognizing the expanding needs, have strategically developed apartments in Bangalore. The city offers a comfortable haven for residents, fulfilling their varied requirements. The metro's influence goes beyond mere convenience; it has the power to reshape the urban landscape positively. 

The burgeoning population, synonymous with increased motor vehicles, emissions, and pollution, finds an eco-friendly alternative in the metro. Reflecting on the impact, one can't help but contemplate how the metro has influenced and transformed lives.

Bangalore, already known as the fastest-growing city, witnessed a notable reduction in travel time. The average commute for office-goers, which once ranged from 1.5 to 2 hours, has been significantly shortened to a mere 30 to 50 minutes. Beyond the time savings, the metro induces relative psychological changes, alleviating the pressures of traffic and allowing more quality time with family. 

Drawing inspiration from Asian neighbors like Singapore, Bangkok, and Hong Kong, where metro stations serve as recognizable landmarks, Bangalore's metro system is shaping a similar narrative. The metro, as a transformative force, not only eases travel but also fosters a sense of community and identity.  

The impact of the metro goes beyond infrastructure; it permeates the fabric of people's lives, shaping their happiness, equilibrium, and evolving stories. The journey, encapsulated in the phrase "just five minutes from the metro," signifies the profound changes the metro brings to the lives of Bangalore's residents. 

                  

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Read One Of My Old Short Stories

Horror and Comedy 

Embarking on a hilariously disastrous proposal 

There she was, standing gracefully under the tree, her hair reminiscent of Rekha ji's iconic coarse waves in the movies. Feeling a surge of courage, I decided to express my admiration. Little did I know, my compliment would be met with unexpected hilarity. As she turned around, her response was a fiery, "Can't you see? My hair is burnt, you old-school charmer!

Now, onto a haunted car adventure

Seated in the car, cruising at a daring 105 km/hr. I found myself absentmindedly fidgeting with the gears, unleashing a whirlwind of speed. Suddenly, I snapped back to reality, only to catch a glimpse of a woman in the rearview mirror. To my horror, she was holding my left hand and my right foot, creating a sidesplitting spectacle of chaos.

In this uproarious tale of love gone wrong and a haunted car journey, the unexpected twists and turns promise laughter and surprises at every corner.          

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Read One Of My Old Short Stories

Floods- Not Always A Disaster

Meet Mr. Past, Ms. Present, and Mr. Future, the unconventional trio 'floating' and 'sailing' through the floodwaters that have engulfed their town in Assam. As the murky currents weave tales of resilience, relationships, and unexpected connections, their journey becomes a poignant story of survival and camaraderie.

In the midst of uncertainty, Mr. Future, the caretaker of his only family, his sister, resourcefully acquires a tube. His altruism extends further as he willingly surrenders his spot to a stranger, forging an unexpected friendship amidst the turbulent waters. Enter Mr. Past, a raconteur with a flair for dramatic storytelling. 

As water ripples around him, he can't resist flaunting his past, sharing tales of conflict with his father who once owned a boating business. In the chaos of the flood, he boldly declares, "Floods, my friends, are never a disaster." He muses on spending quality time in the water, finding solace in the company of his 'new friend'. 

Ms. Present, with a wicket smile, responds with a nod to his impulsive declaration. She seems to be the embodiment of living in the moment, savoring the present despite the challenging circumstances. Her clean expression reveals an acceptance of the chaos, finding a silver lining in the company of Mr. Past. 

While the two engage in spirited conversation and 'sail together' through the floating dialogue, Mr. Future's eyes, weary from the journey, seek a moment of respite. With a graceful 'float and pull,' he maneuvers the tube towards a resting spot, inviting a pause in their watery odyssey. 

As the trio, navigates the floodwaters, their stories intertwine, creating a tapestry of shared experiences, unexpected connections, and the resilience of the human spirit in the face of nature's unpredictable forces.   

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Read One Of The Old Poetries From My Debut Book

What is Beauty?

 

Does it not lie in the depth of thinking?

 

One who carefully observes the dust,

 

Thus sees the shine in it.

 

They recycle things from the waste.

 

When the baby is born, 

 

They pick the human placenta,

 

And try to utilize the stem cells.

 

The lotus sprouts out 

 

Like a magnificent being in front,

 

Their eyes still follow 

 

How they’re latched on the roots of mud.

 

Why for it to submerge in the dirty river water is important,

 

To miraculously re-bloom the next day.

 

What is that puts them through these thoughts?

 

Does it not arise from their beautiful perception?

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Read One Of The Old Poetries From My Debut Book

Aansu

Un aansuwo ko behne do, 

Bus behne do, 

Rok ke kya karoge?

Nam rahoge,

Rahoge nam

Ye to pal do pal ka khel hain… 

Phir un namkeen asuwo ko rok ke kya karoge?

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Read One Of The Old Poetries From My Debut Book

My Old Tree

Older than my grandmother

She was there much before me.

 

She ruled the roost,

 

She fed us all.

 

All, my family and the colony.

 

Who planted her?

 

My grandfather, much before he left us with her.

 

I grew up playing with her arms.

 

Her branches, I tied the swing.

 

Today, when I came home after long standing years,

 

She appeared the most cheerful there.

 

As I stepped onto the corridor. 

 

As if the dangling leaves were waving, hi!

 

And the lurching branches meant a warm welcome. 

 

I was engrossed, next when I saw my mother standing in front of me.

 

Houses were extended.

 

Her neighbor tree, like she grew with, was no more.

 

But birds had her, to where they could easily switch their nest.

 

They had somewhere to go.

 

Her branches slightly bend, 

 

She was bearing heavy mangoes. 

 

I noticed what she wanted to make me do.

 

How could she forget?

 

How I loved those fruits!

 

Nostalgic, I became,

 

Sat on her arms, like the old days, plucked and ate.

 

Lived my childhood,

 

Together, we enjoyed.

 

I wonder,

 

Can there be any selfless creature?

 

Who only knows, to give. 

 

I can remember, no one,

 

Like a mother and a tree.

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One Poetry From My Debut Book

After His Second Confession

 

Their love is insanely thoughtful.

They have no boundaries, no rules.

Those concerns and respect need not any.

They were in love the moment they looked at each other.

It grew and got nurtured with time and distance.

Later, that same distance became destiny,

Which favored someone else in their lives.

However, there can’t be any situation to let that love go.

It continued like rivers flowing into the ocean, and the ocean can never dry.

It is as pure as pearls inside the oysters

That are found into the depth of the ocean.

It is their unconditional love,

I describe.

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Debut Book

                                                     

In the city of Aizawl, two individuals from different backgrounds found themselves rising together during their Pre-University (PUC). Their love story takes a heartbreaking turn when his jealous gay friend circulates a rumor, attempting to interfere in their budding romance.
 
Despite their shared origins in Aizawl, her love becomes an unrequited longing. His shy and reclusive nature, compounded by tragic incidents, thwarts her attempts at connection. Perplexingly, she struggles to comprehend his gesture of acceptance, leaving their relationship in a prolonged state of oblivion. 

Undeterred by time and physical separation for higher education, her tenacity refuses to wane. However, her naivety hinders her from deciphering his clues, especially as he descends into severe addiction following his mother’s demise.

Curious to know more about my journey?

Head over to my website to explore my books, author profiles, honours, and the platforms where my work lives and breathes—be it articles, quotes, short stories, or special features.

📚 Discover where my books are available, 

🏅 Get a glimpse of my milestones,

📝 See the kind of content I create based on each platform—because every space holds a different shade of my storytelling. 

🎥 And while you’re at it, catch a glimpse of my recent highlights in the YouTube video I shared. 

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• Google
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