
My book ‘Love and Life as an Architect’ is released, published by APK Publishers, Pune. It is available in Amazon and the website of APK publishers. I hope book lovers will read and review it.

My book ‘Love and Life as an Architect’ is released, published by APK Publishers, Pune. It is available in Amazon and the website of APK publishers. I hope book lovers will read and review it.
I am seven
My world is heaven
I don’t know what my parents are worrying about
I don’t think buying toys for me is a big task
Buying chocolates and ice-cream should not be a problem either
It seems they are bothering something else that is not important to me to know
As I only focus on how to drive my train faster than my friend Nikky’s
How to fly faster with my plane than his
I wonder why our teacher ask me to write all the A B C D’s and 1 2 3’s daily as it is irritating
I doubt what the grannys always fuss about that I never understand
I try to discover what mommys talk over the walls
I am not happy as my sister never plays with me
I don’t care though
I have plans to go to toy shop with Dad to buy new fire truck
I enjoy going to park with Mom
I watched Cocomelon, Geckos-garage, Micky mouse-Minny mouse and Blippi…
I played with my toy puppy, we ate together, sleep together
I like real puppy too as it is funny when it wags its tail
I am seven
my world is heaven….
Anjana Lahuri @2023




When people judge you in a certain way
When people underestimate you in all the ways
When people decides you to live in a particular way
When people declare you as overrated
When people demonstrate what they gave you and not what they got from you
When people can’t see what you are for them
When people hurt you again and again
It is up to you to prove them wrong
It is your burden to prove your capabilities
It is your responsibility to show them that you deserve best
You can do better
You are more than what they think
And wait for your day…
Anjanalahuri@2022
When you know straight and clear,
The door to your long lasting dream had been closed once for all…
The truth is that you can’t stick to that closed path forever .
You need to accept the reality.
You must setup another ambition.
Where you had your strengths,
Where you had scope,
Where you can give your best…
In concurrence with the circumstances around and the wide possibilities…
The door to our goals though closed at one end,
Might open at some where else,
In different name, on different path, in different versions.
It’s up to you to see it,
And grab it in your way…
@ Anjana Lahuri 2022.
Just giving up might be giving you peace on situations which you can’t get any better
Just giving up might be providing you respect on things which you can’t avoid getting humiliated
Just giving up might be settling you with confidence on things you seek others to care.
Just giving up might be saving you from depression on things that are eternal expectations
Just giving up might be keeping you happy on things that never going to give happiness.
Give up fuss! Get better! No matter what!
@Anjana Lahuri 2022
Why can’t I stand up to a bond?
With my dear ones
When I am not calculative
Not stubborn
Not jealous
Not stupid
And wicked.
Why can’t I live up to a relationship?
With my dear ones
When I am genuine
Liberal
Understanding
Compromising
And humorous
To the extent to sustain that friendship
When it is important to me
More than anything in this world…
@Anjana Lahuri 2022
Here is an interesting theme
My daughter brought to me
While I was making her hair
Maa,
Is it true that life is a book?
She chuckled and said;
My friends were saying.
In That:
There will be pages for past, present and future
Some pages that were more interesting to us,
Some were dark
But we never know the future
Until we flip
What the creator has written for us?
We only dream and try
But can’t dictate it?
I was awestruck for the kids of this generation
They are not just kids as we think
They have a brilliant thought process
It is only a guidance what we can give with our experiences.
Here I have a script kindled from my daughter’s narration
It is not solely the creator of script knew what is in it
The editors and publishers know
But not revealed until we flip the page,
As the God’s support the creator
They will edit his creation
And publishes only after mutual consent
Once our life page flipped to the present
It is then we can write our own
And submit for God’s approval
Isn’t it interesting
Though a bit spiritual…
@ Anjana Lahuri 2022

Fresh morning
Raise with the Sun’s raise
Have breakfast,
Curd rice and pickle?
Idli sambar?
whatever you wish…
Race with the work
Pace with your strength
It’s lunch time right?
Rice and dal?
Roti and Sabji?
Whatever you have in your stock…
Again work or tour?
Some other task?
Which doesn’t disturb your normality…
Which doesn’t destroy your peace…
It seems very normal, right?
Not really…
If you analyze normally …
It is a great blessing God poured upon you.
Ask someone who lost their normal life, if you don’t believe me…
Who had forgone their peace forever…
Being normal is a priceless fortune as somebody said…
@Anjana Lahuri
I miss the days
The festival fervor;
The occasion when we summon ourselves to celebrate,
buying new clothes for which we wait anxiously
Buying new shoes,
Buying new powders, new earrings, new necklaces,
Smearing Mehandi over hands and legs,
Then the celebration starts;
With head bath,,
Wearing accessories whatever bought
Roaming to all the relatives,
Eating home made snacks,
Playing daylong in the streets,
Mobile free, selfie free, social media free…
The new dress wouldn’t be changed;
Until all the celebration is fulfilled,
Until the festival is finished,
What?
I am not saying I want all those days back…
I am not that selfish.
I only wish;
My kids also get such days,
And the same fervor,
Even more,
Before the world transforms into a,
Robo-tech, Digi-task, infinite G, oxy- incubator…
I am rich
I am fortunate
I have ego
I have self respect
I am confident
then you may doubt,
what is deprived of me?
you are right.
one more friend joined me recently
unasked
uninvited
and not friendly
it scares me
it captured my confidence
It gulped my personality
It chased my ego
It laughed at my richness
It challenged my fortune
My beautiful face transformed into a ghostly shade
My fearless stature shrunk back to shivery bearing
I hate this new comer
it is the fear
unknown fear
fear of uncertainty
fear for life
O god
teach me how to overcome this
bless me the courage
I know
with that I can do wonders in my life…
Anjana Lahuri @2021