Tuesday, 27 August 2019

Drowning in my own eyes

Day by day I look around and see
People climbing ladders
Ladders of success in career
Ladders of promotion on personal front
Ladders of buying own house
Ladders of shifting to new city
And here I am
Sitting at same place since ages.
One year changes alot
I took time off the grind to create a strong pillar for myself
But it seems something lacked n I couldn't create pillar as expected.

Drowning in my own eyes.

Sunday, 28 April 2019

Untold story of inclination towards hot coffee

Coffee :

Since childhood was aware of only one coffee which is usually made in any Indian home,

Tried my best to stay away from any kind of beverages,
But never did I know the love for the caffeine will mature along with me

The first coffee I fell in love with was normal cold coffee along with vada pav at the local shop outside my collage

This tradition lasted with me till I completed my graduation.

As I grew and as my earning capacity increased I started trying out coffee at various places,

It was at "Java +" I developed taste for coffee and started visiting it at regular basis with friends.

Since many years I stick to cold coffee

After I changed my city a new journey of finding a nice coffee place begun

Took two years to find a place for a good coffee apart from the regular hazelnut coffee of Starbucks.

Discovered this new place where hot coffee was there main attraction and the choices were really niche in comparison with other local coffee outlets.

Tried the cinnamon chilli coffee and it opened an all together new world for me.

The first sip of coffee took me to another world

A world painted in shades of turquoise blue,
Where my mind was swirling in the sea of coffee beans ,
Spreading the bitterness of caffeine in my veins,
With a pinch  of brown sugar calming the taste buds of my tounge,
And splash of hot milk tempting me for another sip

Giving my mind a kick of self awarness
And my toung a long lasting taste of existence.

Untold story of inclination towards hot coffee

Coffee :

Since childhood was aware of only one coffee which is usually made in any Indian home,

Tried my best to stay away from any kind of beverages,
But never did I know the love for the caffeine will mature along with me

The first coffee I fell in love with was normal cold coffee along with vada pav at the local shop outside my collage

This tradition lasted with me till I completed my graduation.

As I grew and as my earning capacity increased I started trying out coffee at various places,

It was at "Java +" I developed taste for coffee and started visiting it at regular basis with friends.

Since many years I stick to cold coffee

After I changed my city a new journey of finding a nice coffee place begun

Took two years to find a place for a good coffee apart from the regular hazelnut coffee of Starbucks.

Discovered this new place where hot coffee was there main attraction and the choices were really niche in comparison with other local coffee outlets.

Tried the cinnamon chilli coffee and it opened an all together new world for me.

The first sip of coffee took me to another world

A world painted in shades of turquoise blue,
Where my mind was swirling in the sea of coffee beans ,
Spreading the bitterness of caffeine in my veins,
With a pinch  of brown sugar calming the taste buds of my tounge,
And splash of hot milk tempting me for another sip

Giving my mind a kick of self awarness
And my toung a long lasting taste of existence.

Friday, 1 February 2019

What's next??

Few days back I went to my home,
I found one of my old diary,
I discovered that - at that point of life,
I was dwelling between my heart and my mind
Noticing the curves of my handwriting and trying to grasp my own thoughts, confusion, dilemma going on in my head 4/5 years back.

All I could interpret was I was trying to take control of my life, in my style....
And hoping to achieve it smoothly.

Even at this moment I am sourrounded with these inevitable conundrum to take control of my life..   

Today when I see, where I have landed after all these years
It smite me that may be God is trying to tell me
" child you are in good hands, I won't let your fears and insecurities come in the way of what you really deserve "

Amen !!
                                                                     - Jugieee

Tuesday, 8 January 2019

My rebellion belly

No matter how hard I try to hide you,
You always show up
To remind me and to teach me a lesson,
" What you sow, so shall you reap "
Last year i could erase your very existence

But this year you again popped out !!

My restless is stronger than "fat metabolism" of yours,
I am determined to show you your actual place
And my lovely, expensive clothes will do all the talking !!

2 weeks for the brothers wedding !!

Reunion with Life !!

After watching friends reunion, all I can think about was friends who has been in my life and how they have helped me to be a person who I a...