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  The Grey Shirt I’ll Never Buy Again - Ritigya Shree   ‘Purple …Black…Green…No, not Neon at all…Grey… Blue, indeed! Should I go ahead with Blue?’ I experience this, though not frequently. Usually, I know exactly what I want. If I like something at first glance, that's it; if I need more time, I'm just wanting to be sure. As I was shopping for someone else, a few random thoughts sprang to me, such as visualzing that person wearing the shirt I want to buy, in almost every colour. I believe we all follow that, right? I mean, particularly when we aren’t confident enough whether the person will prefer the choice or not. “Blue looks perfect but…umm…you sure… a guy... would appreciate it?” While handling a couple of the items I had purchased, I queried the billing person hesitatingly, constantly looking into his eyes with my squeezed eyebrows.  It was my first solo trip ever, that too to Varanasi, while I got a weekend off from my college in Prayagraj. Varanasi is precisely a...

You In Me  I wish it was me, my destiny The one landed you the time you were unbroken The time when you could trust people And utter your heart out, that now is unspoken  You suppress the Strom in your acted smile But when it's me, you surely need to refine.  From what I see, I need not deep dive I comprehend what slays, you're NOT just Fine.  I behold your battles to revive you in you again  From days to noons to continuous nights of pain You crusade with upheaval you never expect You dig, dig and dig for whatever's remain  The air adorn you enunciate more than you do Never your eyes elude a chance to say 'You MISS You' I believe one day you will confront a transformed you A better, a stronger, a warrior of storm who grew.  And idol, for just you to know You can find a little you, in a little me too.  -RSD 'Ritigya Shree D'

  मंज़िल  कर इन रिवायतों को तगाफुल अब उड़ आज़ाद अर्श को छूना है बरहाल हयात अदावत हो अब अफ़साना खुद बुनना है | इस ज़िंदांन को छोड़, ऊँची परवाज़ पकड़नी है अब इस आतिश के सरहद से भी पार गुज़ारना है | मकबूल मेरे, वो पासबान भी देखेगा  फितूर तेरा, वो तलब तेरी कर खुद पे इनायत बस इतनी गर जो महताब को सीना है | देखी है शरर तेरे चश्म में मैंने ज़हनसीब मेरे, वो ज़ाया ना कर अब नज़ाकद, लिहाज़ से बेपर्दा हो गर जो  क़मर  को छूना है | न हो मरहूम तू मसलों से राब्ता तो है हाफ़िज़ा तेरी तवज्जो रहे कि कासिद की  तहूमत भी  न रोक सके वो रफ़्तार तेरी | अब मुस्तकिल ना हो ना हो कुफ़्र तू खुदा से मेरे माज़ी लिखा हो जैसा भी अब इतिहास तुझ ही को लिखना है | जब होगा शुमार तेरा नाम मुझमे जब होगा खुद से तू आज़ाद जब आसमान का सीना चीरेन्गे वो कल तक थे जो नाज़ुक पंख तेरे वो कोशिश, कुछ और ही होगी   वो नूर तेरा,  कुछ और ही   होगा | - ऋ तिज्ञा श्री