tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32789045760844901372024-03-29T10:02:29.409+05:30Hopelessly HopefulBecause life itself is an oxymoron...ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.comBlogger254125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-54061369201023652382024-03-08T12:35:00.000+05:302024-03-08T12:35:03.742+05:30Celebrating Shiva and Shakti <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwJKKd1FmMeUiCjxd8_dMZhsvwFYIcFCPU8lGZ8r8yRg1iLHO2JKRoFqJbf7iVrcGqkZIkOB_K14s1KG63M8rbFsZqaxHzEhmIsQrwHAiO18jZK3IcLHeNoEPIjbTzxNPWGsPogTI_z4nGg0lH05-49rDIXSnDaLY4GUJWXfKv-R2KNnStOi6LiwqnZrYs/s562/images%20(19).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="562" data-original-width="421" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwJKKd1FmMeUiCjxd8_dMZhsvwFYIcFCPU8lGZ8r8yRg1iLHO2JKRoFqJbf7iVrcGqkZIkOB_K14s1KG63M8rbFsZqaxHzEhmIsQrwHAiO18jZK3IcLHeNoEPIjbTzxNPWGsPogTI_z4nGg0lH05-49rDIXSnDaLY4GUJWXfKv-R2KNnStOi6LiwqnZrYs/w179-h244/images%20(19).jpeg" width="179" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Happy International Women's Day and Mahashivratri 🙏<p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/XzFhWyC8uGs" width="320" youtube-src-id="XzFhWyC8uGs"></iframe></div>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-56622608061178244072023-11-24T01:37:00.001+05:302023-11-24T01:37:58.721+05:30Dilli 6!<p>Ticked off an item from my bucket list.</p><p>Had parantha at Chandni Chowk's Paranthe Wali Gali!</p><p>And, yes here's a poem inspired by the trip. </p><p>After all, Yeh Dilli Hai Meri Jaan 💖</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwuBHy_PO8L4NCLcrSoaLVqs8O9dmOciVkv0lKecQtxYaxw-uFqpJ0NJthGgQfWisy_fNiU71gcgdQlrThexQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><p><br /></p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-85902861011521491162023-11-19T21:38:00.001+05:302023-11-19T21:38:06.284+05:30Nahi yaar<p>Seriously heartbroken 💔😭</p><p>Kya yaar. Kyu yaar. Kyu, kyu?</p><p>Not done 😭. I know being too emotional, but kya kare yeh game nahi emotion hai bhai 😔.</p><p>Chalo koi na, next time. Well played boys though. You gave us some wonderful moments. It wasn't our day today. Ayega, apna time ayega, zaroor ayega. </p><p>For today, hearts are broken 💔, still head is held high with pride.</p><p>PS: 💔😭</p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-89081595527801916842023-11-19T13:54:00.002+05:302023-11-20T00:37:13.123+05:30Chak de India!<p>Jitega bhai jitega, India jitega!</p><p>It's been 12 years now. Somehow, I am feeling the same zest and anxiety today as well. </p><p>Let's cheer together once more. Chak de India! Bleeding Blue 💙🇮🇳</p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-71883407571730771352023-10-23T13:18:00.002+05:302023-10-23T13:25:03.088+05:30Some sentiments are pure love<div>No, never thought like that. </div><div><br /></div><div>This is beautiful 😍</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY1ck2aZkHxUjigJM81wOYyTJJQVxcN_mUdyHKob2FbA0_TnrvwBmIOcL8FoXKUZhCW6Nq551x_bcmY9T6tY5Y85o_gsBphet9U-L4M3LWf1RwJ2ijlCEDpYm3Y0Rkx3CVRZWa8YijLhEFHX6mCofEgIEi63Vay3vg20lqKsZGYxEAjmxCQGTdMpK1dRgJ/s1258/1698045201117.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1258" data-original-width="1242" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY1ck2aZkHxUjigJM81wOYyTJJQVxcN_mUdyHKob2FbA0_TnrvwBmIOcL8FoXKUZhCW6Nq551x_bcmY9T6tY5Y85o_gsBphet9U-L4M3LWf1RwJ2ijlCEDpYm3Y0Rkx3CVRZWa8YijLhEFHX6mCofEgIEi63Vay3vg20lqKsZGYxEAjmxCQGTdMpK1dRgJ/s320/1698045201117.jpg" width="316" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-17474227526739966442023-10-22T00:00:00.002+05:302023-10-22T00:00:54.229+05:30Haar ke sab jaun jeet<p>Pata nahi tha </p><p>Ishq mein itni ruhaniyat bhi hoti hai,</p><p>Pata hota </p><p>Toh sirf ishq hi karte.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/KDgv9_49n6I" width="320" youtube-src-id="KDgv9_49n6I"></iframe></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-80223068431602020542023-10-14T19:13:00.000+05:302023-10-14T19:13:19.199+05:30Subho Sarodiya<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxn4tqUheOeOzTvZXUdBCrbGvmmvDuQmmw80D5j3lFh71xT9xCATIXk8B9QmL5Yp7-V1A4-DKZERQed4KDIUw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><p><br /></p><p></p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-10301283566554113752023-09-26T09:59:00.002+05:302023-09-26T09:59:35.583+05:30Samay Samjhayega <p>Yeh zaroori toh nahi saab kuch dard mein hi khatam ho</p><p>Jaab yaad teri aye toh aankh meri naam ho,</p><p>Maloom hai ki tujh tak meri awaaz pahuch ke bhi nahi pahuchti</p><p>Phir bhi dil ka dharkna tere liye kyu kaam ho?</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/6ZwwapPikyQ" width="320" youtube-src-id="6ZwwapPikyQ"></iframe></div><br /><p><br /></p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-83304185223352379182023-09-09T22:10:00.001+05:302023-09-09T22:10:22.379+05:30Sokhi Bhabona Kahare Bole...<p>Some songs hit different. This is one such. This is a pause before a marathon, I guess. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/0agQX9O_pKc" width="320" youtube-src-id="0agQX9O_pKc"></iframe></div><br /> <p></p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-50099438730857855532023-09-01T02:53:00.002+05:302023-09-01T02:53:49.879+05:30You<p>Sometimes it's okay not to think before you jump. It's called the "leap of faith." </p><p>Question is, "Do you have enough faith in yourself?"</p><p>If yes, then it's time to climb the hill, jump and soar above everything mundane, everything normal. </p><p>Because you are extraordinary. Remember that. ❤️</p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-73719339573553044192023-08-30T00:55:00.000+05:302023-08-30T00:55:17.643+05:30Black and White<p> The shade of grey does fascinate...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyiCBBgcMnPglMP3eK_r6Nz8SxvvURTDIfNqd1ntDD9h4G-MZVdGy8o6VwsyFl09clkH6sBNdV_LzSefRxbiA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-21275233613493527172023-08-24T03:12:00.001+05:302023-08-24T03:12:06.525+05:30Blissful <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div>I am high on life </div><div>My elixir is love</div><div>And I remain blissful </div><div>Forever.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/AsfDXkManaU" width="320" youtube-src-id="AsfDXkManaU"></iframe></div><div><br /></div>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-9023326353982758362023-08-24T02:57:00.001+05:302023-08-24T02:57:25.660+05:30Aaj ka chaand <p>Aaj chaand desh ki zameen se aur khoobsurat lag rahi hai 🌕🇮🇳</p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-2561751131760104892023-08-06T18:33:00.001+05:302023-08-06T18:33:13.711+05:30Kyu nahi?<p>Lamha dar lamha tujhe yaad karti huin</p><p>Phir bhi teri khwahish kyu nahi?</p><p>Khushi toh behisaab hai tere bina bhi</p><p>Phir bhi kurbat ko jaane ki ijazat kyu nahi?</p><p>Tu meri musarat bhi hai aur azab bhi</p><p>Phir bhi dil mein kashmakash kyu nahi?</p><p>Har dua mein teri barkat hi mangu main</p><p>Phir bhi tujhe mangne ki zaroorat kyu nahi?</p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-54604926523214139022023-07-09T22:04:00.005+05:302023-07-09T22:04:48.555+05:30Ek chahat hai...<p>Baarish ke side effects... Ghatiya shayeri... </p><p>Arz kiya hai...</p><p>"Tujhe dekhne ki chahat kai baar hoti hai</p><p>Tujhe dekhne ki chahat kai baar hoti hai</p><p>Agar tu a nahi sakta zalim, toh photo hi bhej de." 📸🤳🤩</p><p>Kya baat... Pasand nahi aya toh, yeh suniye, perfect background score with baarish, adrak wali chai, aur pakode... Wah ji wah 😍</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/vJR7Ll_89Ys" width="320" youtube-src-id="vJR7Ll_89Ys"></iframe></div>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-13246776667195655352023-07-04T22:34:00.000+05:302023-07-04T22:34:29.526+05:30There is no I<div style="text-align: left;">How do I differentiate myself from you<br />To call you I and I you </div><div style="text-align: left;">Is one and the same.</div><div dir="auto"><br /></div><div dir="auto">To be with you or not doesn't matter</div><div dir="auto">You are where I am</div><div dir="auto">And I am where you are.</div><div dir="auto"><br /></div><div dir="auto">Nothing has ever, nothing will ever</div><div dir="auto">And nothing can ever</div><div dir="auto">Cut this cord between you and I.</div><div dir="auto"><br /></div><div dir="auto">This life, now, before and beyond</div><div dir="auto">Knows what it means to love</div><div dir="auto">And nothing but love.</div><div dir="auto"><br /></div><div dir="auto">We walk alone, and yet not alone</div><div dir="auto">When I seek you, you seek me</div><div dir="auto">To go home.</div>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-79432083229611095942023-06-18T22:42:00.004+05:302023-06-18T22:47:57.186+05:30Bada Baap!<p>Happy Baap Wala Din 🥰</p><p><a href="https://www.instagram.com/reel/CtosQrCIpf4/?igshid=NjFiZTE0ZDQ0ZQ==" target="_blank">https://www.instagram.com/reel/CtosQrCIpf4/?igshid=NjFiZTE0ZDQ0ZQ==</a><br /></p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-306627651960883782023-06-14T23:17:00.005+05:302023-06-14T23:19:25.104+05:30Home with a heartbeat<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">“It wasn't exactly love at first sight, but it was deeper than that. A sense of belonging to a place I never knew I wanted but somehow always needed. It was a home that carried a heartbeat.” - Nikki Rowe</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">Does that happen? It does. It did. 😍</span></span></p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-68052475945431968252023-06-02T12:36:00.004+05:302023-06-02T21:46:53.751+05:30Kuch toh khaab hain...<p>She asked.</p><p>"Why don't you feel far-off from me? Why do I feel you next to me? Why do I see you every time I close my eyes or even when I don't? Am I hallucinating or is this all real? Why do I feel such a pull towards you?"</p><p>Quoting Jaun Elia, he responded with a smile.</p><div style="text-align: left;">"Nahin mila hai koi tujh sa aaj tak mujhko,<br />Phir ye sitam alag hai ke mila tu bhi nahin.”</div>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-41445986336460719362023-05-21T11:01:00.001+05:302023-05-21T11:01:17.572+05:30You are doing fine.<p>Sometimes Universe has its way to tell you that you are doing just fine, and that you need to relax and enjoy the ride. Read this right in the morning as I scrolled through my feed.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUDrCiNodhyz9OKoBXcpTSka_qvl6e5zdAXu_WJ8BTQz4rDpfPGnv4KF8Ihkkj7m2eeeeLYgH90zgusOu8o6WUNABV45DB8GrHEAdZlng7CCfKlP3PzowPp6vgK-Z4wslscsfwnUBMohS5syT3djj9VvzKNQdBhiz9fvd4Gv9h_dp6kWZnisAMkky9Vw/s1800/FB_IMG_1684646670539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUDrCiNodhyz9OKoBXcpTSka_qvl6e5zdAXu_WJ8BTQz4rDpfPGnv4KF8Ihkkj7m2eeeeLYgH90zgusOu8o6WUNABV45DB8GrHEAdZlng7CCfKlP3PzowPp6vgK-Z4wslscsfwnUBMohS5syT3djj9VvzKNQdBhiz9fvd4Gv9h_dp6kWZnisAMkky9Vw/s320/FB_IMG_1684646670539.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><p>And, as for you out there, I wish to tell you that you are awesome. Remain awesome. Remain blessed. 💓😍</p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-14098907354698711782023-05-17T04:30:00.002+05:302023-05-17T04:30:55.262+05:30See<p>I know what you see is what I see</p><p>And</p><p>I wait for you to tell me </p><p>What you see is what I see.</p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-18942568837696947232023-05-15T01:37:00.004+05:302023-09-22T08:50:36.779+05:30This.This constant push and pull<div>This going away and coming back</div><div>This knowing and not knowing</div><div>This waiting and more waiting</div><div><br /></div><div>This bittersweet pain and hopeful smile</div><div>This insomnia and daydream</div><div>This era that was and that is to come</div><div>This waiting and more waiting</div><div><br /></div><div>This mystery is way beyond you and I.</div><div><br /></div>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-76094565975934932452023-05-10T08:59:00.001+05:302023-05-10T08:59:13.626+05:30Always.<p>I know it was just a dream</p><p>But I saw you in flesh and blood</p><p>Reaching out to me</p><p>Asking me </p><p>To help clarify your doubt</p><p>I heard you faintly</p><p>But I saw you clearly</p><p>I saw the anguish on your face</p><p>The burning desire in your eyes</p><p>The helplessness in your gesture</p><p>The hidden will to live again</p><p>Despite not knowing your question </p><p>I still know what you want to know</p><p>Because no matter what in my life</p><p>Know this</p><p>You are my prime priority</p><p>And will remain so</p><p>Always.</p>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-89422845546626988762023-04-30T23:02:00.000+05:302023-04-30T23:02:00.582+05:30Zapped <p>Are you feeling zapped because nothing is making sense, and your mind is constantly trying to connect the dots, trying to find a pattern, anything that can tell you that you are on the right path?</p><p>Usually, when I face such a situation I sit quietly in a corner and ask myself, "What should I believe, that which I can process through my mind and senses or that which my inner self is telling me to be true?" The acceptance of the outcome of that question is never easy, because as much as I usually want to believe what my intrinsic self is telling me, my mind definitely try to make a compelling case against it. It is only when I calm myself down, and see beyond reason, that I become at peace with myself and accept what I know to be true but have no way to prove it. </p><p>This constant I vs. I definitely is tiring, but that exactly is the process through which you know what you really want in life. Somehow, we all know the answer, it is often we ask the wrong questions. Probe yourself, ask more, read more, talk more and you would know that "What you seek is seeking you."</p><p>Instead of being zapped, surrender and you will find your path. Life isn't strange, if we don't think it is!</p><p>Here's a soulful song for the final day of the challenge. Remain blessed.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/raYnzbIyOfE" width="320" youtube-src-id="raYnzbIyOfE"></iframe></div>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278904576084490137.post-64661790788863539302023-04-29T23:21:00.006+05:302023-04-29T23:21:47.097+05:30Yikes <p>So, I recently had a yikes moment. Here's a thing. I am generally liked by everyone, but there are definitely people who don't like me at all. And it's like they kind of hate my guts. It's there on their faces. They just dislike me to the core. There was a time that would have bothered me a lot, but these days I find it really funny.</p><p>Well, here's a story. There has been a certain male friend with whom I had shared a nice vibe at a point in time. For me, he wasn't anything more than a friend, though he did try his luck out. He eventually hooked up with someone I kind of was acquainted with, and eventually they got married. I have no clue what this idiot friend of mine had told his wife, she seems to hate my guts. And she is an amazingly smart and independent lady, and it's just such a surprise to be an item of her envy. Won't lie that it does feel nice somewhat, but it is so futile. Really, was never interested and this just seems so ridiculous. </p><p>To be honest, I am always careful around my friends' spouses. You just don't know what offends whom, and gives what kind of idea to people. It's tough to be single in this country, especially for a woman. It's like walking a tightrope, you cannot become off-balance. </p><p>That's actually a good story idea. I do make amazing observations most of the times but don't share them or write about them, fearing offending people. I mean even if you change the name and all, they would know based on the situation described, right. So, should I share such stories or dare not stir the hornets' nest? 😈</p><p>This song is so apt. Of course, I loved Bhai's version, but Kartik Aaryan is hot!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/rIvnoryqXGY" width="320" youtube-src-id="rIvnoryqXGY"></iframe></div>ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10180503375544849758noreply@blogger.com0