For those unknown momemts tuned with overwhelmed gestures in that unplanned adventure,adrenaline, is little bit more I seek Her kisses are always mesmerizing, the raw rush of toxins in my veins,madness, is little bit more I seek To do what I must do for those eyes in despair, not for karma,but innerpeace, is little bit more I seek Even when I let her go, for my eyes n my touch she’s the last I wana feel,time with her, is little bit more I seek It ain’t about getting lost in the woods, it’s about finding yourself, finding the new you,seeking,…

For a Lover, his lover’s palms; For a Child, his mother’s lap; For a Traveller, his travel bag; For a Friend, a friend’s shoulder; At work, you tuck your arms; While travelling, it’s your backpack; During the workouts, we roll a towel; In a park, its the soft grass; And in the bed, we need that pillow. We need to rest our head like unwinding the gears of a toy to halt. It is an astounding technique nature has found to regather our energy. Can you find something better than a “Pillow”? We all need one in some form or…

Kuch baateinKuch raateinKuch hadseyKuch pal Insaan ko tabdili pe majboor karta hai! Kabhi kayi saalKabhi woh ghanto baateinKabhi shikayato ki bhaucharKabhi zimmadari ka zor Insaan ko tabdili pe majboor karta hai! Kabhi maut ko woh aankhri lamhaKabhi apnoen ka chootna ka daarKabhi toothkar bhikarne ka daarKabhi khudse nazar na milane ka kauf Insaan ko tabdili pe majboor karta hai! Kabhi Granthoen ka ek alfaazKabhi Mujhsa ka gavaahKabhi ek muskurahatKabhi kisika aaghosh Insaan ko tabdili pe majboor karta hai! Uski ghadi na rukhe kisike liyeBas na ho der! Insaan ko tabdili laani hi padti hai!Bas na ho der!Bas na ho der!…

Chabiyoen ki Istamli na kabhi ki usney,Bas Dastak lagata aur Mustaqil ho jata! Phir ek Mausam aisa aya, jab Dastak kaam nahi kar paya,Khat-Khatatha raha, Awaaz lagata raha; par kaam nahi kar paya! Chabiyaan jeb mein lekar ghumney ki aadat ho gayi,Chabiyoen se Taalein kholney ki aadat ho gayi! Darwaaze par, Ungliyoen ke nishaan mit se gaye!Dastak ki Khat-Khatakhat, Chabiyoen ki khankanahat mein ghum ho gaye! Ek Ummeed aaj bhi hai,Dastak ki Awaaz sunna aaj bhi hai! Muskarakar gaaley laga lena, Mustaqil dher jama lena!Dil pe ho ya Darwaaze pe ho; Dastak ki Ummeed aaj bhi hai!bas Ek Ummeed aaj…

Those sparkling eyes cemented on a murky face by dust, dirt filed overgrown fingernails, scrambled curly hair, and that scintillating smile was rejuvenating for a soul. I have seen her standing in the corner of the street selling newspapers from morning till evening. I did have the pleasureful experience of this irksome job in my growing years. In this weather, standing on a cardboard box sheet with no footwear, made me realise from where she is coming. I walked up to her, “How are you?” kept 500 Rs. on her small box of coins, “Happy Diwali” and I left without…

While it’s difficult to catch kids attention into the frame, but capturing them is pure joy. They will end up throwing unexpected raw innocent expressions. Watching these expressions printed on your wall is not just the best way to beautify them but also watch them grow proudly under these frames. Aah! they grow so fast. Have fun with kids photography © Reggie Menacherry Photography

My forehead touches the glass of my window. Rain dribbles down its surface. I watch streams of clouds join together, gaining momentum as they prepare for the final tumble. I mirror them with my emotions. The water I shed is feeble. Clouds ready to shed drops of my memories. It has been overcast, with glum and dark clouds hanging low over the horizon, for the past few days. I am amidst the fallacy of my past. There is a hollow space inside me; I am hollow. Emotions dribble down ineffectually, taking me in a roller coaster ride effectively. I am…

Wrapped myself in a bedsheet, sitting in my kitchen, sipping a hot tea. For a few hours today, I quarantined myself from the world. It’s deviant for me to do these three things; No TV, No laptop, cell phone switched off. Only these things connect me to the world. Since I was unwell, I took the liberty to stay away from the world. One thing I miss when one is unwell is the invisible board around my neck, “today no self-service, please serve me”. In the anguish of the recent trauma, my mind looks for answers as I try to…