Born on 3rd June 1965 at Shimla Himachal Pradesh to Mr. K.K.Sharma, an engineer in H.P.P.W.D and Mrs.Nirmal Sharma a homemaker I spent my childhood in hill state of Himachal Pradesh.
In a two decade long career of marketing and logistics had the opportunity to travel all over India and interact with people of different cultures, different strata of society. Life gave me fair share of experiences to dwell and think upon.
Most of the feelings inside me were bottled up and thoughts needed some fresh air. Luckily I met a literary lady and a wonderful friend Mrs. Soumi Guha Biswas, an English Teacher by profession on internet. She encouraged me to write and was kind enough to give me much needed encouragement along with editorial advice. The result was my vented feelings started taking shape of words. I am indebted to her for initiating me into writing and continue to cherish her friendship which gives me valuable guidance from time to time.
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Albela sa main apni masti me rehta
Jo bhi ho mere man mein jhatt se keh deta
Accha lage tumko ya boora mano tum
Hai seedhi mere man ki baat bas itna jano tum
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O! How evil must my womb be,
In which I bore thee.
What poison ran from my breast,
On which you fed like a pest
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There will be faces more gorgeous
And women with body more sensuous
But my love, you are one of a kind
For you have a simply beautiful mind
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Ever since the days of Red Riding Hood,
Wolves are on prowl in every neighborhood
By them girls are tormented and assaulted
Women of all age, size and class targeted
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दास्तान-ए-इश्क
जाड़ों की ठिठुरती सुबह ने ली अंगडाई
पर नहीं छोडती मुझे मेरी रजाई
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