May 15, 2019

I am Sorry!!

The most overly rated and abruptly unnecessarily spoken word!! I really do not know if these days people truly mean it when they say it. I think anyone who is more habitual of saying sorry have kinda daily routine to keep this word refrigerated in their cool heart and they just say it but do not really mean it. They just take out that preserved word and use it whenever hungrily needed. 
No truly, I genuinely think so. 
These three words really freak me out.
Say it and that’s all! 
Why do people feel sorry? 
For the things they have already said or done
For the things that can not be undone 
For the things they think they would not repeat to say hey, it is now finally done!! Sometimes I feel I should learn this habit of letting go but after all my trials and denials I have failed 
I have failed to let go anything that has been said or done in full senses. 
I have some kind of recorder installed in my nerves that has unlimited memory to record things and never erase anything. 
This just go too old to rewind and find. 
I am really done with this freaking word “SORRY”.
If you really wanna use it guys, just be honest with yourself atleast. You can lie to the whole world, you can fool me but you can not fool yourself. You can not damn lie to yourself.
Just don’t let this word “sorry” feel “sorry” for you when you say this next time!!
~Jasmeet 💕

Oct 30, 2017

ज़िन्दगी की कहानी....

(c) Jasmeet Kukreja


He kept saying, you are the real story of my life.
What else to say about that heart
whose book was written by someone else in the end!


जब उसने पलट के भी ना देखा था.......

(c) Jasmeet Kukreja

(c) Jasmeet Kukreja

Create magic through words

(c) Jasmeet Kukreja

I have not done anything special yet but I do write which is more than precious for me. 

It gives me reason of my existence. 
It gives me my own space to live in. 
It gives me hidden wings to unfold and fly wherever I want to. 

Sometimes I find the wind carries me in its own pace. 
The sea blows me out with its waves. 
I can feel the heat in the dark and can embrace thunder under the sun. 

It all depends what I want to feel and sometimes I see things around what I really perceive. 

We have this beauty of light, an untouched captivating, the air we inhale, the air we disperse back into the atmosphere, the graciousness we encounter, the love we give or receive, our good intentions. 

We also have some charm of the darkness, shadow of our dark reflection that looms over our thoughts, nudges us down alleyway to loss and the fire of sufferings waiting to be fanned by our fear. 

What is this all about, is something I felt and penned down in the notes of my mobile. 
One of those things I know that my demons will coerce me to create my own fairy tale one day! -

Jasmeet 💕

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Smoky Hot Tea

(c) Jasmeet Kukreja

I often ask this to a smoky hot tea-

Do you also love me 
the way I do?
Your aroma makes me insane 
Your mere touch on my lips
seduces me 
I close my eyes once I get 
the taste of your few drops
I wish not to see you empty
the way sometimes my heart
feels the emptiness
without you....
Do you also love me
the way I do? 
Jasmeet 💕

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Aug 15, 2017

Angels and Demons

I am peace 

if you won't make 
me torn
I am chaos 
for all the storms
Don't hit me hard
it will prick you back
I swear my demons 
will come alive
to make all fiends
to be blind
For the good 
I am no harm
If you go bad 
I am no fucking charm....

-Jasmeet 💕

Aug 7, 2017

Leaves of the four seasons

Context: To relate life with leaves of the four seasons

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One hot sunny day 
so bright, 
so shiny,
And summer green leaves are all I can see
I walked towards the beach
to feel the sky and the cool wavy breeze
to smell the sand and to have a deep chit-chat with the sea
Oh, summer leaves!
I wish I if could see this world
always like you, like the vines of green

Now, When the summer is gone 
All I could see,
The amber sun, and the falling leaves
The pitter-patter of splashes
and petrichor of the rain
This is autumn. 
Red, yellow, orange, golden and brown
Oh, fallen leaves!
We shall learn like you, the art of letting go
with the colors of the world around

The time has come
when I don't see leaves
Some trees are still green 
Some are devoid and full of grim
Scattered dead pieces of leaves on the ground
Cold, icy snow is all that is around
Cloudy sky and rarely is the sun
Oh, icy leaves!
just like you might feel 
We all have sense of shiver on our skin

And when they say
The grass is green, flowers are blooming
a little splash of rain 
and birds are back to sing
This is to call the new spring. 
Oh, greeny leaves!
I wish if I could hold this time
but this is life, pleasant but sometimes
tinged with sadness
and with ups and down
To another season, it moves on!!!


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