I Hope | Kratika Gulwani

These times are hard, are horrifying. These times are difficult, are dejecting. But absolutely not hopeless. "Hope is a good thing and no good thing ever dies" said Andy Duference of The Shawshank Redemption. So even in these days of strict lock down, and severe pandemic we need to remain Hopeful because it's the only choice we got. And what's the highest form of hope? it's Art, Its Poetry. Here is a short but soothing poem, Written by Kratika Gulwani.

I hope when we go outside, we live a little more.

I hope when we go outside, we see a little more.

With our eyes wide open and a smile,

Wondering How beautiful the roads are, 

how amazingly the stars shine

How we talk and laugh together

How funny the fights are.

I hope when we are free 

we sit in a park and put our phones aside

To see the birds fly 

To hear the kids cry

And also the giggle when we tickle.

I hope when we are free, we are more kind.

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Promises Made | Riya Anchliya

Things were so different a year ago

I was your wish and now you let me go.

Things used to fall in place

And now there is just space.

I miss those times when we had fun

I wish we could just go back and run.

Nothing was more important then, than the smiles.

And now we just sit here, separated by miles.

We made promises to support each other

And now we are just away from each other.

It's been time since I've known a person like you.

I wish to stand by you, with you.

There are situations we can't avoid

All we can do is abide.

Not now, not today, not tomorrow

But someday we'll forget all our sorrows.

Just wait for the time to get on track

We will never lack, and get back.

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Cheers To All My Haters | Riya Anchliya

You will suffer you will feel

For what you've done,

you will never heal.

You will shout you will scream

But everyone's ears will go deaf

After I succeed you will watch

But then it'll be very late for you to start.

I will achieve everything I ever wanted

With people like you I will never feel unwanted.

You can pull me but you can't bring me down,

No matter what you do I will wear my crown.

Talk bad about me as much as you want

People like you really don't matter at all

I got something in me and I will prove it

There are many like you waiting to screw it.

I believe in my work and practice

All gardens have roses and sometimes cactus.

I have learned to cross hurdles and walk without fear,

You can say as much you like and I will never shed a tear.

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Review of Bahir | Ishita Dubey

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'Bahir' by Monisha K.Gumber (title meaning foreign) story revolves around the life of Sawera, the main protagonist  who is a beautiful young Pakistani girl, belonging to a conservative family and is brought up in Saudi Arabia by her adopted parents.

She was considered as a lucky child as of lucky charm for a childless woman but slowly trouble started in her life.She was ill- treated, beaten, neglected by her parents.And this craving for being loved she looked for excitements in her lonely, monotonous life, hanging with rich sophisticated girls, parties, hookups. When she was caught with a boy she was dropped out of school without Completing her education.

She had desire, lust, urges as a teenager and thought that marriage could be the utmost solution.She was tied in an abusive  marriage with four children to take care off.

The story is based on the struggle & mid-life crisis of most girls like Sawera, the struggle of there survival. Author doesn't exaggerate anything & simply narrates the hardships very bluntly being native not fully educated in an unknown place and how her life was surprisingly brutal.

This story is motivational for women who think their life is dubious and wanted to fulfill their dreams, Sawera failed but never lost her hope and finally became a successful woman.

Author : Monisha K. Gumber

Review of Dying To Live | Deeksha Diwan

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"Dying to live", the amazing contrast in the title is exactly the same way book goes on with a girl named Megha , who have everything one ever wants in life. Actually, when we have a look on our lives, we will find out that there always exist a race to live peacefully. Humans always find perfection, satisfaction, peace in every act without knowing what that act will provide in return.

This book is worthy to be read to know the worth of life. I read both the books written by Monisha K. Gumber and this book is a sequel to “sick of being healthy “ which is spectacularly written by the author. 

The story revolves around a good looking girl , topper and popular but due to some tremendous mistakes in her life end up confused and vulnerable. And in the second half , her journey to reach her destination, to be satisfied in the end by learning some of the crucial lessons of life.

For every single person in life , there comes a day when nothing matters anymore , when your true value of life is assembled within. And then the want emerges to conserve every piece of it. This book covers everything that is required for a person to cope up with adverse circumstances and teaches us a lot of things in a very plain sailing manner.

Reading effortlessly is what readers want , and the language is just appropriate. I would like to suggest all the readers to go for this book without a second thought. This is really going to be helpful specially for the teenagers. Reading this book was fun for me , with all the pictorials which make the book amazing when combined with the good content.

Author : Monisha K. Gumber

Review of Sick Of Being Healthy | Deeksha Diwan

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Sick of being healthy is a book which reached to me as a gift from a close friend , and i am lucky to have got a gift like that. I am so impressed by the author’s concept  of a novel with pictures that makes the book interesting for every age group.

The protagonist of the story , tara is also a character which is relatable to many girls around. I would like to suggest the teens reading this review, that they should read this book  as there are many things in life that we do to impress others , but there comes a day when we get sick of doing things that do not define us. However , it is important to maintain but this book can inculcate us with something very important in an enjoyable manner. I loved reading the book , the language is appropriate for the content.

I would recommend all the teens to read the book to know how things can be done and for the adults to revise some of their memories. I appreciate author’s work as she focusses upon topics out of the box and the feeling of reading this novel is unique , which no other book can provide. I have always been a person who likes to read some light content. And this book gives me everything i ever wanted to read.

Pros -

1. A unique concept of novel with pictures make it very interesting.

2. It is suitable for every age group as includes easy and appropriate language.

3. Relatable content makes reading better.

4. Teaches us with morals but not in a boring way.

5. Peace of mind is important, u don’t need to change yourself . Is a motive that is describes beautifully in the book.  

Cons -

There are actually no cons of this book.

Author : Monisha K. Gumber

Sister Love | Riya Anchliya

Welcome to this very new section of Prcinspirations. Here you will get to read some of the very interesting and beautiful poems and stories we received from our readers.

The Following poem is by Riya Anchliya. A mass communication graduate and an event management enthusiast.

We fight, we tease, we trouble

But like you, I love no other

You scold, you beat, you shout

Because it is for my own good and I never doubt.

You teach me things no one else would

You tell me things i should not do and the ones I should

You love me immensely like no one else could

You were always there for me when I needed you the most

How can I forget the times when I came from school,

and you made me bread toast.

I miss the day of your wedding where I did everything possible

But I still feel I failed to express the love for which only you matter

I miss our small fights and gossips

I know no one else can take your place, and that's a promise.

There is no sister like you nor a best friend

You've supported me in all ways and always kept me in trend

I wish we could be roommates once again

I would still fight with you on silly topics, 

and hug you so tight that you can never go again.

I know things have changed and so have we

But my love for you will always remain the same, 

even if we don't talk for weeks.

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When In Doubt, Love | Riya Anchliya

Welcome to this very new section of Prcinspirations. Here you will get to read some of the very interesting and beautiful poems and stories we received from our readers.

The Following poem is by Riya Anchliya. A mass communication graduate and an event management enthusiast.

Things were so different a year ago.

I was your wish and now you let me go.

Things used to fall in place.

And now there is just space.

I miss those times when we had fun.

I wish we could just go back and run.

Nothing was more important then, than the smiles.

And now we just sit here, separated by miles.

We made promises to support each other.

And now we are just away from each other.

It's been time since I've known a person like you.

I wish to stand by you, with you.

There are situations we can't avoid.

All we can do is just abide.

Not now, not today, not tomorrow.

But someday we'll forget all our sorrow.

Just wait for the time to get on track.

We will never lack, and get back.

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What do you need the most | Neelakshi Digarse

Welcome to this very new section of Prcinspirations. Here you will get to read some of the very interesting and beautiful poems and stories we received from our readers.

The Following poem is by Neelakshi Digarse. A mass communication graduate and an entrepreneur. She is the founder of a sustainable fashion oriented start up - Reeverse.

Days pass and you are still stuck here, 

Wondering abnoxiously about how much they care.

Is it the drizzling rain or the gloomy sky, 

Wondering day and night what will ever again take me that high.

Darling! oh my love, it was your beauty it was your love 

My never ending crave , my never ending lust.

I lusted, lusted bad for your touch, 

Touch of your sparkling eyes right trough my shallow chest, 

darling only you can save that rusting heart.

You have breezed out , but where should i go? 

Your missing is my home now

Have i been so missfortuned,  to lose you just like this? 

Or is it your destined luck flowing you to the waters of love.

Love i dream to give you is Infinite but so was the love i need. 

Not for anything not for anyone 

But just, just from my single one.

So everything here it just leads to one 

Is it the need to love or the need to be loved.

What do you need the most?

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Nobody Is Perfect | Riya Anchliya

Welcome to this very new section of Prcinspirations. Here you will get to read some of the very interesting and beautiful poems and stories we received from our readers.

The Following poem is by Riya Anchliya. A mass communication graduate and an event management enthusiast.

I hurt you at times

I may say things which I dont mean 

But trust me baby, 

That's my anger speaking.

I may break your heart sometimes

I may let you down many a times

But trust me honey

I mean to stay with you.

But is it just me who makes mistakes?

Is it just me who needs to take re-takes?

Trust me darling,

You do the same thing!!

I ask you to spare time for me,

But you have other plans

I ask you to listen to my problems

But you have gatherings around

But trust me love,

You do it all wrong!

You may not realise it now,

You may not need me now

But there's no one who can take my place. 

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शायरी से मेरा तारुफ़ और राहत साहब।

शेर, शायरी, नज़्म, अफसानों और अदब की इन तमाम सफों में मैं इतना आगे आ गया हूँ कि "वापस लौटना मुमकिन है" का ख्याल ही ना-मुमकिन मालूम होता है। लिखना शुरू क्यों किया का जवाब मेरे पास नहीं है और क्यों लिख रहा हूँ का जवाब मैं खोजना नहीं चाहता। अदब शिव के उस लिंग की तरह है जिसका ना कोई आदि है और ना ही अंत। स्वयं ब्रम्हा इसकी खोज नहीं कर पाए थे तो फिर मैं तो सिर्फ इंसान हूँ, एक आम फर्द, एक आम बशर। अफसानों और नज़्मों पर किसी और दिन तफ़सील से लिखूंगा फिलहाल शायरी की बात लिख दिए देता हूँ। बात तीन या शायद दो साल पहले की है। जयपुर साहित्य उत्सव के लिए इंदौर से तड़के सुबह छह बजे अपने चार दोस्तों के साथ रणथम्बोर एक्सप्रेस से जयपुर रवाना हुआ था। रास्ते में मुझे ऊंघता देख मेरे एक दोस्त ने उसका मोबाइल मेरी तरफ बढ़ाया और कहा "यह देखो चौरे, राहत इन्दोरी को सुनो, शायर हैं, इंदौर के ही हैं" मैंने बात मान ली और इयर-फोन्स कान में डालकर सुनने लगा। "शाखों से टूट जाएं, वो पत्ते नहीं हैं हम/आँधियों से कोई कहदे के औकात में रहे" दो सफ़ और पूरा सभाग्रह तालियों से गूँज गया। लोग खड़े हो-होकर दाद देने लगे, हाथ अपने आप वाह-वाह करने के लिए ऊपर उठने लगे। मेरे रोंटे खड़े हो गए। "यह कौन आदमी है?" "शायरी क्या है?" "शेर क्या है?" सवालों का काफिला मेरे भीतर कूच कर गया। सोचा कि पांच मिनिट के काव्य-पाठ के बाद जो तालियाँ सुनाई देती हैं वह यहाँ मात्र दो सफ़ के बाद सुनने को मिल रही हैं। एक उचंग, एक इच्छा मन में जागी। राहत इन्दोरी को जानने-समझने-पढ़ने की इच्छा। एक के बाद एक उनके सारे यू-ट्यूब वीडियोज़ देख लिए और फिर कुछ किताबें भी पढ़ डालीं। यहीं से शुरू हुआ शायरी का दौर। राहत साहब के पहले शेर का असर इस क़दर मुझपर छाया था कि अपनी ज़िन्दगी का पहला शेर या उसे मात्र "दो सफ़" कहलें मैंने राहत साहब को ही नज़र करते हुए कहा। शेर कुछ यूँ था "झूम उठते हैं शहर दो शेर सुनकर/तुम पूछते हो शायर की औकात क्या है?" इसे शेर को कहने के पीछे कई कारण थे, कई परतें थीं। तंज़ था, व्यंग्य था, राहत साहब का एहतिराम था और एक खुद्दार लफ्ज़ था "औकात" इस लफ्ज़ को यहाँ इस्तेमाल कर लेने का कारण सिर्फ और सिर्फ राहत साहब और उनका वह लहज़ा था जिसने मुझे शायरी की ओर आकर्षित किया। इसके बाद फराज़, फैज़, फाकिर, जॉन, दुष्यंत, मुनव्वर राणा और बाकी तमाम-तमाम शोर से तारुफ़ हुआ जो अभी ना के बराबर ही है। महसूस तो यही होता है कि अभी सब कुछ शून्य है। मेरी समझ, मेरा इल्म, मेरी शायरी, मेरा तसव्वुर। बहरहाल इन बातों का कोई अंत नहीं है, कोई मकाम, कोई अंजाम, कोई मंजिल नहीं है। सतत प्रक्रिया है जो सदेव चलती रहेगी और शायद रोज़-ए-महशर तक चलेगी। "गुलज़ार" का नाम मैंने यहाँ या ऊपर लिखे कुछ नामों में क्यों नहीं लिया" का सवाल अगर आपके ज़हन में आया हो तो उसे ज़्यादा बड़ा आकार ना लेने दें क्योंकि वह शख्स मेरे लिए एक लेख से कई गुना बड़ा और विस्तृत है। उनकी और मेरी मुलाक़ात की तफ़सीर किसी और रोज़ दूंगा। फिलहाल के लिए पढ़ें राहत साहब के यह ग़ज़ल जो मुझे बेहद पसंद है।

आँख में पानी रखो होंटों पे चिंगारी रखो

ज़िंदा रहना है तो तरकीबें बहुत सारी रखो

राह के पत्थर से बढ़ कर कुछ नहीं हैं मंज़िलें

रास्ते आवाज़ देते हैं सफ़र जारी रखो

एक ही नद्दी के हैं ये दो किनारे दोस्तो

दोस्ताना ज़िंदगी से मौत से यारी रखो

आते जाते पल ये कहते हैं हमारे कान में

कूच का ऐलान होने को है तय्यारी रखो

ये ज़रूरी है कि आँखों का भरम क़ाएम रहे

नींद रखो या न रखो ख़्वाब मेयारी रखो

ये हवाएँ उड़ न जाएँ ले के काग़ज़ का बदन

दोस्तो मुझ पर कोई पत्थर ज़रा भारी रखो

ले तो आए शाइरी बाज़ार में 'राहत' मियाँ

क्या ज़रूरी है कि लहजे को भी बाज़ारी रखो

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My Strength, My Mom | Riya Anchliya

Welcome to this very new section of Prcinspirations. Here you will get to read some of the very interesting and beautiful poems and stories we received from our readers.

The Following poem is by Riya Anchliya. A mass communication graduate and an event management enthusiast.

My Strength, My Mom

There are things I wish to do for you

There are places I wish to see with you

You make me feel complete

You make my heart beat.

You run in my veins

You make me forget all my pains

You smiled when I first cried

That was the day that changed your life.

You took care of me as a little girl

And now you've made me your baby girl

There is no one who could take your place

You are the best in every phase.

I may upset you a little times

But you are the most precious thing that is mine

You are my best friend

You are my strength.

I cannot think of a day passing without you by my side

You are the one who makes me feel alive.

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How Beautiful It Is | Kratika Gulwani

Welcome to this very new section of Prcinspirations Here you will get to read some of the very interesting and beautiful poems and stories we received from our readers.

The Following short poem is by Kratika Gulwani. A Mass Communication student from Davv, Indore.

How Beautiful It Is

How beautiful it is 

That a fluky action,

A song lyrics, 

A place, 

An aroma,

Can take you back to the time.

To feel the same emotions,

And the same smile.

Let me revive the old good days before dawn,

Let me go back to the place 

to rewind the memories

we made.

Hereafter I had to forge ahead.

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तुम्हें पता तो है ना | निशांत सिंह ठाकुर।

Welcome to this very new section of Prcinspirations Here you will get to read some of the very interesting and beautiful poems and stories we received from our readers.

The Following poem is by Nishant Singh Thakur. An Engineer from Bhopal, Madhyapradesh

निशांत-इसका अर्थ होता है निशा का अंत,निशा यानि रात। बाकी अगर एक अलग मतलब निकाला जाए तो नि-शांत। दोस्तों और घरवालों के लिए वो जो अशान्त हो, स्थिर न हो।  और है भी कुछ ऐसा ही। भोपाल से अभियांत्रिकी का छात्र होने के साथ साथ पढ़ने,लिखने और घूमने में रुचि रखता हूं। आशा करता हूँ की मेरी यह कविता आपको पसंद आएगी।

तुम्हे पता तो है ना ?

ये जो मैं शब्दों में स्नेह को पिरोता हूं,

जिन्हें तुम सिर्फ शब्द समझकर छोड़ देती हो,

या कुछ कहती भी हो,

फिर रुख मोड़ लेती हो,

मुझे अच्छा नहीं लगता,

तुम्हें पता तो है ना ?

मैं तो बस खोया रहता हूं,

ख्यालों में तुम्हारे

ये जो तुम आती हो ख्यालों में,

किसी और के साथ,

मुझे अच्छा नहीं लगता,

तुम्हें पता तो है ना ?

मैं रहता हूं ख़फ़ा तुम्हारी किसी बात से,

तुम पास आती हो थोड़ा सा मुस्कुराती हो,

और बस चली जाती हो,

मैं खो जाता हूं फिर से तुम्हारी मुस्कराहटों में,

फिर ख़फा रहता भी हूँ  तो अपने आप से,

तुम्हें पता तो है ना ?

तुम कुछ कहती हो कुछ भूल जाती हो,

कुछ बताती हो कुछ छुपाती हो,

तुम्हारी उन अनकही बातो में,

कई बार अपना नाम ढूंढता हूँ ।

तुम्हें पता तो है ना ?

एक स्वप्न है या जन्नत है ये,

कि तुम आती तो हो 

कुछ देर रुकती भी हो,

फिर गायब हो जाती हो,

मैं रहता हूं वहीं

औऱ कई बार जीता हूं उस लम्हे को

तुम्हे पता तो है ना ?

ये जो तुम बालों को चेहरे से हटाती हो,

थोड़ा शर्माती थोड़ा मुस्कुराती हो,

या आंखों से मुझे रिझाती हो, 

ये भी आदत है तुम्हारी ?

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