Tag Archives: Ajit Kumar

A bride all dressed up to get merried. An arranged marriage so there must be uncertainity about the life to follow.  What is she thinking as the night of grand ceremonies approaches? Some excitement, some apprehensions and regrets… Read this lovely poem by Ajit Kumar. The poem is so intensely …

In youth we remain so busy in making careers, building houses, raising children, living a life etc. There is no spare time. Later in life when children have grown and left and career considerations dwindled, there is suddenly nothing much left to do and that motivation to “achieve” dwindles. A …