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Àŧùl Jul 2017
https://www.amazon.in/gp/aw/review/B00MYY0DMA/
By Kalpana Arora on 9 June 2017
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It deserves more than 5 stars!
The story ends with two messages perfectly conveyed.
1. Don't waste your time in search of love while you are studying.
2. The current caste-based reservation system in India is flawed.

I can't disagree here.

What a magician Atul is! Such romance, poetry, love, heartbreak, action and what not!

Surely a class apart than most popular novelists!
Thanks for the compliments, dear Kalpana Arora.
Àŧùl Jul 2017
By Cognoscentus on June 11, 2017
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Very gripping work of fiction, partly inspired by the authors own heroic journey of survival and triumph. Extremely well written. Real, yet creative.

Have a look: https://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/B00MYY0DMA/
https://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/review/B00MYY0DMA/R2MC39B0SOJJ00/ref=cm_cr_dp_mb_rvw_1?ie=UTF8&cursor=1

I thank you for your words. I respect your privacy, dear Cognoscentus, but I would love to personally thank you for the compliments when we meet.

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Àŧùl Jun 2017
I play hide & seek with my daughter,
It's my turn to seek her this time,
Sankshaya, my girl, blindfolds me.

As she is scurrying away from me,
It's only her tiny footsteps I hear,
I follow her sounds and follow her.

And suddenly she screams in pain,
I remove my blindfold instantly,
It's imperative to instantly help her.

I see her writhing on the floor in pain,
It's a nightmare for me when I see,
See her dropped down onto the floor.

I take her to the hospital immediately,
I answer as they ask about my wife,
"She recently died battling cancer."

"I am so sorry, don't mind it please,
We will take care of your daughter,"

The doctor assured me so very kindly.

Sometime later,
Coming out of the emergency room,
The doctor says with a serious face,
"We have performed some tests."

These tests are always so very evil,
I enquire that doctor cautiously,
"When the results'll be here?"

"Soon, within the time of a week,"
The doctor said very calmly,
I didn't get more scared.

A week later,
I was holding the report,
A tear rolled down my cheek,
The result shows that the patient has eye cancer.

All hell had broke loose on me!
Inherit it she did from her mom,
The daughter carries the oncogene.

The doctors had it tailor made,
That suggestion to such patients,
Remove the eyes as cancer spreads.

I cautiously confess the truth,
Sankshaya smiles her Angel smile,
'Let's play hide & seek one last time.'

Truth hurts, I know it since long,
But this is the limit!
WHY DID YOU CREATE CANCER?

I just weep silently,
With a resentful heart,
Clutching my daughter.
My HP Poem #1610
©Atul Kaushal
  Jun 2017 Àŧùl
Mariah Cuch
Creased with tears, her pillow provided coverage from torture...

Kissed by dawn she eased.

In the light of day she could keep it at bay, though her ache grew as if it too followed the sun's journey to day's end...

"Don't leave me!" her pleads called to the west, her light faded like all around her and it crept closer....

Kissed by dusk she retreated.

Curled into darkness she kept him safe within, her pillow offered coverage from torture...

Under blankets of stars serenaded by crickets her ache kindled kept alive and warm, she endured one more night...
  Jun 2017 Àŧùl
Apporva Arya
Oh Mine!

Lost in my
mind;
not the woods.
Drowning in my
thoughts;
not the sea.
Àŧùl Jun 2017
When all is temporary
Be it happiness or grief,
Why not adapt to blues,
Don't mourn her departure.
Oh Bard, why worry about the grief?
Grief is your permanent partner.
Joy is temporary like shadow.

Afar be the destination,
Is the love from parents any less?
Thorny be the foot sole,
But is your backup any less?
You have your loving companions,
Joy is temporary like shadow.

When there is a grief,
Then are alighted the eye lamps.
In this world full of loneliness,
Do not fear its lonely roads.
At least you have a companion,
Joy is temporary like shadow.
My HP Poem #1609
©Atul Kaushal
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