There Is a ‘Kid’ In Everyone: Prosetry


Me a kid to have enjoyed this. There is a ‘kid’ in everyone. But now all we have is Forgotten dreams. You play a son, a father, a husband Shielding and protecting your family from the world You conquered your fears and braved all odds You are meant to fly higher Higher than even what … Read more

A Hormonal Meltdown


By: Ranjeeta Nath Ghai Easily displeased Quick to be disappointed Crushed by weight gain and calcium depletion Sagging breasts and a pear-shaped figure Aching bones and aching patella Stretch marks and varicose veins Inadequate and solemn answers to questions Sometimes too critical or aggressive And a hormonal meltdown…. ~o~ Keen intelligence yet detached humour Mid … Read more

A Sick Society

A Sick Society Ruthless, vile creepy men Lie in wait for the Young victims for they are Gullible and soft targets Easier to control. Wrecking the children life’s Stealing and robbing the kids From their unassuming parents. ~o~ Helpless; caught up In a sick society of human trafficking…   Their innocence; stolen Many are put … Read more

So Many Dreams I Dream: “Prosetry”


So many dreams I dream Some whisper gently into my conscience, While some go ahead crushing my spirits. Sometimes echoes of past hurt so bad That I cry out and scream languishing in my bed My mind a battlefield of paranoia and Nervousness trying desperately to unravel The mystery behind it.   The other times’ … Read more

Living in A State Of Denial: “Prosetry”

State Of Denial

By: Ranjeeta Nath Ghai I accept that the truth hurts But what hurts more Is living in a state of denial. Afraid of facing the truth. Overwhelmed by our dysfunctional world We constantly practice denial Ignoring reality Idealising the non-existent Taking refuge in nostalgia We refuse to let it go. Choking on self-respect I wonder … Read more

Let The Magic Work

Let The Magic Work Rays of light Peering down from The cusp of heaven A heavenly touch of sunshine Piercing through the cloudy sky Slipping through the golden gates, As if blessing me in my Moments of personal glory, As my dreams become reality.   Looking back I feel So easy, was the idea of … Read more

Habit vs Hobby

 Habit vs Hobby Habit; An addiction A compulsive disorder. And sometimes, It may be too late to revert back. Hobby; A passion Indulging in a particular activity As and when the opportunity Presents itself. Separated by an extremely fine line Unknowingly; unassumingly We don’t even know when we cross over To the other side. Except … Read more

Standing At The Crossroads

Standing At The Crossroads On the way To find my destination, I stood at the crossroads Of a rugged terrain, Vulnerable; Without shade of trees On the roadside. —–XxXxX—– © All Rights Reserved. ©Ranjeeta Nath Ghai,  Atrangi Zindagi Ka Safar, 2016. Follow my writings on #yourquote From The Admin’s Desk Do you want to capture … Read more

When Her Turn Came…

 When Her Turn Came Time passed by slowly, Seconds. Minutes. Hours. Days. Patience and time forever at war. Tears from her eyes, Fell to the ground and died. Still, she waited And finally… When her turn came, She had made her decision. Without a word or justification She chose to walk off… She chose to … Read more

A Musical Journey

Musical Journey

“Music lingers in my heart Ebbs and flows Through my soul Life; A mellifluous journey Between notes.” © All Rights Reserved. ©Ranjeeta Nath Ghai,  Atrangi Zindagi Ka Safar, 2016. Follow my writings on #yourquote From The Admin’s Desk Do you want to capture the blog world? Feel free to send in your work for a … Read more