Month: February 2017

Writing on the sand!

Strolling across the soft sand
I feel the grains caress my feet.
They beckon me to sit a while

Listening to my words they smile
And cry salty tears akin the ocean.
As my fingers move across them

Unsettling their places and companions

They watch me write his name among them.
My silent friends, they know my pain.

They know how everyday, I spell

The letters of his name on the sand

And swipe it away with a stroke.
It may be lost in the realms of the shore

But why doesn’t it move away from my heart’s core!

©Syeda F.R.


You don’t mess with the Bride!

He: Thanks for coming Susan at such a short notice.

She: What’s wrong Hugh? Why did you call me here?

He: Susan, I need to tell you something now.

She: *raising an eyebrow* Now??!!

He: *serious tone and face* Yes! Extremely serious!

She: Are you having some of those pre- kind of jitters?

He: No, no! *shaking his head* It’s not that! Listen to me Susan, carefully!

She*worried face* Look at me. Tell me what it is!

He: *turning his face to her* I can’t do this!

She: *extremely shocked* What are you talking about Hugh?
           * stares at him and notices his expression* Oh! You’re really serious?

He: Yes Susan. I’m very sure! I don’t think I’m ready for it still!

She: Hmmmmmm! *a serious thoughtful face she makes*

Suddenly a devious smile spreads on her face.

She: *Thinking longer* Well what do I do now? I can’t let this dress and all arrangements go waste.

*fluttering eye lashes and pondering over* In that case, let me check on your best friend. What’s his name? Yeaaaaaah… Chris! I’m sure he’d be more than ready to take the vows with me.

He: *the suppressed smile escapes and a shock fills his face* What????

She: Yes, that’s perfect! I’ll ask him to marry me!

She collected the white laced folds of her bridal gown and ran on her heels! Shouting loudly…


She: Catch me if you can, Hugh. Or Chris wins the bride! You don’t mess with me on my wedding day!

With a new found energy he ran behind her. His plan to get her backfired. That’s what he loved in her. She was unpredictable. He knew what trouble he was getting into, when he’d stand at the aisle and say, “I do”!

P.S. I had written this a long time ago….. Naaaah not years ago maybe a few months ago! Thought to share it again.. Might just bring some smiles!! 😂😂

Lots of love and best wishes!
Stay happy and blessed all.

Known Love from You! – Poetry!

Hello everyone! 

How is all at your end? All’s well at my end except for the abundance in work. It just seems to increase more and more! 😮😅😩

So, here I am with another little poem of mine. A rather impulsive one I wrote. Do share your thoughts about it!
Known love from you!

When all roads seem too difficult

Too rocky and turbulent to pass,

You walked in, unexpectedly

And held my hand firmly!

Joining me in this tumultuous journey

Lending your arms when I stumble

A shoulder to vent out my pain

And at time enduring my rage!

Though I met you later in life,

I feel I’ve always known you, all along,

As a body is made alive by its soul

You breathed life in my dead existence!

Stay with me, don’t abandon me

Your presence is the adhesive 

Conjuring the broken pieces of myself,

Love me forever, for I’ve known love from you!

So, that’s about it! It’s quite late here now so off I go to sleep! 

Lots of love and best wishes too all….

Syeda 😘😘😘

Because Every Raindrop is a Hope by Mansi Sharma and Sankalp Kohli – Book Review!

Hi all! How is everyone doing? Missed me? 😄😂

Well have had some busy busy days, with school work dominating my schedule. Haven’t been able to write or read much these days! Life sometimes goes for a toss.😮

Anyway, me back here with a new review. Do check it out.

The book I will be reviewing here for you all is ‘Because Every Raindrop is a Hope’ by Mansi Sharma and Sankalp Kohli

The book is provided by Arudha Club in exchange for a genuine review.


Caught in the turmoil of Underrated Love and an Overrated Infatuation, Raj today is at the cross road of life, where every road ahead leads to nothing but a Dead-end.

A thwarted soul with the guilt of not having been forgiven by Mahek, his frustration leads him to seclusion.

With no ray of hope, just when Raj is about to give up on life, a note, ‘Never give up Raj. . . Because. . . Every Raindrop is a Hope’ brings Raj face to face with his own self.

Why Love that makes Life beautiful, turns into Satan? Why friendship one fine say loses all its meaning? Why on the crowded roads of Mumbai city, Raj finds himself walking all alone?

Will Raj challenge life and fight back with the sword  of Hope or will he take the easy way out by succumbing to arduous tests of time.


The story talks about Raj and the ups and downs in his life. The misconception that most people have, when they think they know love. The story is about the man who is blessed with true love but does he recognize it? 

Does true love really exist? If so, how do we know when it happens? The story does try to cater to these questions. It is about a protagonist who is not all positive or goody-good man. It is about a man who has real life issues, regrets, heartbreak, friends, rivalry, distrust, and ego. Neither is he all bad. He is just human. That’s what I liked in the story!

The characters well written and the narration is also smooth. Yet I feel the character of Mahek could have been treated better. On the whole a good simple story for the young adults.

I would give it a 3.5/5.

You can order it here Amazon

Take care my dear friends!

Lots of love and best wishes!

Syeda 😘😘