Woh doori jo mitae thi tumne
Wahin faasle chode jaa rahe ho…
Jis chehre par hansi layee thi tumne
Wahin gam ka saaya odhe jaa rahe ho...
Hanske vida karna hai tumhe
Paar ek baat jaan lo dost mere..
Bachi kuchi kuch meri sanseein
Tum apne saath liye jaa rahe ho...
posted by Shilpa F D'Mello at 11:30 PM
One writes to make a home for oneself, on paper, in time, in others' minds."
- Kazin
I really don’t know who Kazin is, but seems like he is my kind. Whatever I write, I always hope people remember not just the written but also the writer. They remember me.
I was 12 when I started writing silly poems on greeting cards. As I grew up, I pursued a diploma in journalism after doing my BA in English literature. And I jumped straight into the Internet boom. Yeah, it was a bit strange to talk about latest fashion trends when you are just recovering from an overdose of Shelley & Shakespeare.
I did content writing for 6 years till I heard my calling. I realised I had to tell stories. So I quit my ‘stable-9-to-5-job’ & got into television.
3 years down the line, I have worked on a few good shows (Remix, Kosmic Chat, India Calling etc), written 2 books, 3 short films & many poems which get me the hits on my blog. (I think they are as silly as the ones I wrote on greeting cards when I was 12. But my friends think otherwise. I’m not complaining!)
So have I made a home for myself?? Nah!! But inching closer for sure!!
1 Comments:
this made me remember an old heart-ache & made my eyes wet for a tiny winy moment.
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