The Road Not Taken

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By Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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A little about myself

I hate when he says do this and do that

I hate when he says he loves me

I hate when he doesn’t reply to my messages

I hate when nobody asks me my opinion and suggestion

I hate when they give me too much responsibility

I hate when I am told I am not good enough for this job

I hate when I am not allowed to dream and roam around freely whenever and wherever I wish

I hate when I have to get out of bed when I want to sleep

I hate when I can’t sleep early and there is nothing to do

I hate when I feel sleepy there is so much to read and watch

I hate when everyone talks too loudly,

I hate when somebody tells me I talk very loudly, I should speak less and softly


I hate when I am told I m fat and this won’t fit me

I hate when many clothes are available in my size but they are too expensive to buy

I hate when young girls are even unhealthier than me

I hate when there are no friends available to hang out or go window shopping

I hate when my friends call me every other day to hang out or go to movies

I hate when someone else cooks food for me

I hate when I have to cook food.

This is me and my twin.




Marriageable age

15-things-every-single-girl-can-relate-to-12__880As you hit your thirties and you see your friends and relatives (even those younger to you) settling down, getting married, having kids. you wonder where did you go wrong. Why didn’t good things happen to you? Why I am not a part of this social gathering or society? Not only that, after a while parents start telling you that you didn’t wanna settle down that’s why you didn’t get married. Some old aunties and relatives suggest to get married to whomever you get hold of the first person, whether it be widower or divorcee. Because you see “beta, tumhari age hogayi tereko koi single ya acha ladka kaha milega”. ( because now you have aged, you won’t find a suitable match, a young single handsome rich guy as you expect). So it means, and they seriously suggest to leave your expectations behind and get married to anyone.

To these aunties, I want to respectfully yell at them, that “Did you marry off your sons and daughters to whatever family? Did you marry off your grandsons and granddaughters into poor families? Did they settle for less? Then why these stupid suggestions for me. Do you think I can’t speak for myself or scold you or answer you back? Or are you worried I am going to steal away your married son or grandson (not that I have any intention )with my spellbound charm and beauty?

If only my parents hadn’t taught me to respect elders and speak to them nicely( no matter how angry you are with them).

On the contrary, your friends tell you “arey tu enjoy kar apni single life. shadi mei rakha hai” ( you enjoy your single life while you can because after you get married you won’t be alone and enjoy your freedom. There is no advantage of getting married).

Well, really is that so! Then how come you rush off to marry the first guy you meet in college or workplace. Why you need to have kids? And if you’re so unhappy how come you post selfie pictures on your social media account everywhere. You seem very happy in your kitty parties, in your husband’s group parties, at your kid’s party and your friend’s kids’ party. Pictures don’t lie you b****!

Today, even if people ask me are you married ? or Why aren’t you married? I say when it’s about to happen it will. right now, I just want to concentrate on my career. Well, the fact is you can’t really ignore people, because you live in a society. Some may take pleasure in your pain, and some won’t. You just need to expect “won’t” people turning up in your life.

No matter what you are facing, be bold, be strong, have faith in God and Keep working hard.





Poetry & Beyond

We live in a society of convenient socialists. You know the one who reminds you ‘how aloof you have been lately’ when you deny a party invitation. Suddenly your age becomes a barrier in your social chemical reaction when you are subjected to the criticism of “God. You’re old”

Increasingly more often than not, today’s new age generation have epiphanies of how life is so short and we must live to our fullest. Enters the self-indulgent race. The one who’s unapologetic about their achievements and desires.

Everything from leaving the home alone and ending up at a random host’s house with twenty other strangers to rallying and objecting the policies of the government, we are not afraid of anything. We believe in standing up for our rights in and out of our homes to supporting the flaw flaunting of our fellow strugglers, we are the extremist of the races on…

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ARL Literary Awards 2018

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We are pleased to announce ARL Literary Awards

India is a
country of prodigious talent. Wordsmiths
of this country are legendary. Today as well authors with their astounding
writing skills enrapture readers in their writings.

ARL proudly
announces the first edition of the ARL Literary awards to recognise the work of
talented authors who have greatly contributed in the literary field with their
superior work and influenced millions of readers across the country. While
doing so these authors have toiled and have burned midnight oil.

 Their work has come to fruition with immenselove and appreciation from readers, we aim to further acknowledge andappreciate their effort and motivate and inspire them to present their readerswith more and more each day.

awards are unique in their approach as they are designed to not only honour the
authors work but also promote the author and his/her work on various platforms.

  1. Best…

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The Weight Problem


I have been overweight since childhood. I have had likes and dislikes in life, personal loss, faced depression, lost friends, been heartbroken, but one thing seems to be endless throughout my journey was my mother and my crying……….. and my mother’s constant support to me.

The other day, my whole family decided to go out for dinner to celebrate mum’s birthday. I got ready and stepped out of my room. My mom called me in her room to ask which one of the dresses should she wear. As soon as I entered her room she noticed my bulging tummy and taunted me as to how fat I am getting and better I start doing exercise. I thought to myself ‘Losing 20 kgs is halwa, she thinks?’ Anyway, on that remark,  I replied ‘not only my tummy I am bulging out from everywhere and I can’t figure it out how should I start losing weight.’

I m not defying my mother or have any disregard for her (maybe many of you will think after reading this article) but I just want to put my point forward from my perspective. I know my mother wish me well and says everything which is beneficial for me. Every parent do that? And it should be this way only.

So hear me out.

My problem is not being persistent whatever I do. If I start from watching my food, the next day I see myself overeating again because of some reason. The next day, if I decide to start exercising by myself and working out, which goes to the drain in a week. I can’t seem to take out time even for a little workout. For anything to achieve, you need to be persistent, need perseverance and motivation. And I lack all of these things. there is no self-control over food. I am constantly fretting over little issues and taking tension way above normal levels.

Anyway, on the way to the restaurant, I was quiet the whole way, didn’t speak much because my mood was already ruined and I thought to myself that how anyone can demean me or taunt me? I never do that to others. Then why me? I tried to normalize myself thinking that she has said nothing new I don’t know. Let’s deal with it tomorrow. Have a nice evening today.

After a while, we reached the hotel, I tried to relax in the charming company of my family, food and my little nephew’s pranks. But I wasn’t made to forget what I had just received at home. My mother asked other family members to take more food, asked to be comfortable except me. I was neither asked nor offered. In fact, at one point I was taunted or stopped in eating more and on occasions just denied a particular dish. It hurt me badly. From childhood, I have been stopped from eating food/dishes.

I, being fat will be denied and stopped in even eating one chapati and thin people who are not even interested in eating with you or family gathering will be encouraged to eat more. Funny, Isn’t it! How it works? But, I have been facing this my whole life…..with my family and my friends.

I still remember, in school also, when I was sick with high fever, my headmistress Mrs. Despande would refuse to sign my application for a half day saying that, ‘you look fine by your face. Why are you lying fat girl’?

May God give them all the heaven they need.

Anyway, at the end of the evening, when the bill came, mom took out her credit card to pay. After two failed attempts the card still didn’t work. Lucky for them, I carried my card and I paid the bill. Everyone was so impressed and said thank you. But for me, I thought its good nobody paid for me. (Even though I had all the healthy options at the dinner and watched my portions)

I don’t know why people are so intimated by me of what I am and how I eat. I am not going to eat their food. I should rather skip going to dinners or just watch them eat. (HAHAHA) or eat absolutely little and go on chatter about how average the food is or I don’t like it or I m so full. (like some of my friends do ) I should stop eating in public and eat alone at home too. That was my verdict on that day. Today, I am back to normal, trying to figure out how to start losing weight so as to people won’t be embarrassed by my size or intimated by me. Maybe my size won’t allow people to comfort me or sympathize with me, today. But maybe one day, people will stop taunting me and offer me to eat a little more.