poems & stories

Mumbai, the city that never sleeps, Mumbai, my home. Mumbai as a city I was born and brought up in the city of dreams, and I am gonna today write of  Mumbai.  so to start with, the business capital is now evolving. Now, no religion of gender defines where you stand but the work you do as  a citizen. Gender equality is getting more and more- speaking of which, i would like to include one more of my published poem: Even I Even I can race cars,  be a superhero flying with the stars. Even I can dream of sailing in the sea,  play, jump and bruise my knee. For I was born to my mother, am half of my father. I'm what nature made me, be it a he or a she. Even I can play with dolls, read of princesses in balls. Even I can love dance, oh please, give me a chance. For I was born to my mother, am half of my father. I'm what nature made me, be it a he or a she. do comment and tell me how was the poem!! Coming back to wh...

Hi guys. This might be more than a month of lockdown in Mumbai now. I was anyway 'locked down' a week earlier, as all the schools in the business capital had to close. we are quite used to staying indoors now, we humans have a gift to adapting. My parents have shifted their office online, and till yesterday I was schooling from home. who knew, that sixth grade would end on my laptop, sending e-cards to my teachers on microsoft teams? But lockdown is not so bad either. My friend and I opened a site on google classroom called ' children's room ', that's going really well. I continue to write poems and stories, as i see a courier in that. My mother's side had a background in arts; music, acting, and whatnot. perhaps i get it from there. One more reason of writing this blog is to spread a humble request to stay at home. The more we stay inside, the faster we will come out. Still, i see people walking on the roads for no reason. Every day, we see police and d...