Bhaavna Arora's Blog

My selfish desireWas like a barbed wire, Why did the people object Made fuss, condemn and reject? Isn’t clay lifeless, sans the act? My selfish desire Was to be in such an attire, For me to be quickly noticeable Why was I denied to look beautiful? Again, the issue became refutable. My selfish desire Was to drink, dance and transpire, Within me all the frivolous remain That […]

Grieve not my kinsmen   but just look around, Behold! I’m reborn   in this cremation ground.   It wasn’t me   but my agony and pain, That was devoured by the pyre flames   for the dead to come alive again.   I was the pupil   of my mom’s eyes, Who for reasons earthly   now inconsolably cries.   […]

Be caught in chains of mental slavery, and then call it an act of bravery? Only if we could free our warped minds, and listen to the rhythm celestial that spellbinds. Our little prudence first made cruel rules, and now we ask, ‘weren’t we fools?’ We incarcerated ourselves into the cage, and now fight freedom […]

A moth is sacrificed to the candle and for the thirsty a spring, A true lover is a sacrifice to the loved one be it a pauper or a king. For being in love no one can give the reasons, It’s an urge, a desire, a pursuit… to merge with the other in all seasons. […]

Do we really know What we are fighting for……………….? ………….. Dressing up like men? Or……….Drinking and smoking like men? Or……….Riding a bike like men? Even Better Peeing like men? What are we fighting for? ………….Sharing equal financial responsibilities with your men? Or……….Sharing the kitchen for cooking with your men? Or……….Sharing responsibility of changing diapers for […]

When Cheats connived to fleece my fortune, Drums beaten to sully my name, Hounds unleashed to lick my flesh, Blood deceived to bleed my soul, You were there to suffer my tears. When Unloved, I defended the jungles Wings clipped, I soared the skies Limbs tied, I swam the seas Blindfolded, I fought the fires […]

Let’s transfigure ourselves into Phoenix, To let our endings and beginnings mix. Let love be no longer the villain, But our consort for ages million. Let scars not cry for a scratch, But rouse the survival match. Let arguments not drift us away, But lead to ecstasy and we sway. Let’s love those we know […]

Why women are not good drivers? As we were getting late for a party, I hurriedly locked the doors behind us after picking up the car keys. When I opened the door of the car to get into the driver’s seat, my brother asked for the keys to drive which I reluctantly handed over to […]