Trending



Current Read






Enter your email address below and subscribe to our newsletter


These tears in the eyes, they don’t belong here,
The city smouldered in the heat, so severe.
Suddenly, a flood surged forth,
What is the source of this torrent’s birth?
Countless pebbles will pierce the feet,
Such is the journey of life, bittersweet!
Where is the smooth path we seek?
Yet, we watch helplessly, feeble and weak.
Countless pebbles will pierce the feet,
Such is the journey of life, bittersweet!
Where is the smooth path we seek?
Yet, we watch helplessly, feeble and weak.
Shake yourself awake, lift your head with pride,
I urge.
To oppress your own self, where is the right?
Not every blessing is meant for all,
Locks and keys are found, standing tall.
But where is the latch? We ask in despair!
Seeking answers in the open air.

Rajeev Kejriwal — an industrialist by profession, but a writer at heart.
Life has taken him through many phases — its rises and falls etching silent impressions on the mind and heart. Over time, these impressions have ripened into emotions, and those emotions have found their way into words. For Rajeev, writing is not a pursuit, but a quiet necessity — a way to translate lived experiences into reflections on the page.