Three years later.

11:26 CET

Some stories don't get a goodbye, a concluding paragraph, a full stop, a drawing of curtains, an applauding audience, a sundown, a going back home after a long day at work. Some stories end abruptly in the middle of a conversation with some syllables hanging down from the lips while some waiting at the back of the throat, unaware that this wait will turn into a forever thing.

My love affair with this blog is one such story.

Ended abruptly many years ago, yet here I am nudging its limbs to check if there is any life left.

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P.S: Hey you :)

Last minute quick update

If you are in Jaipur tomorrow, let's hang out together for a while under the winter sky and a bonfire night with beautiful poetry to keep us warm and cozy.

It will be like our own little version of dead poets society.
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xx

My first book is out and I cannot keep calm!

After months and months of burning the midnight oil, I'm super stoked to share that Udaari is now available worldwide on Amazon. 

It is almost unbelievable, something which started as a hobby, an outlet for a deranged teenager turned out to be a whole new level of life. I'm so soo grateful for every blessing I've received. There are not enough words to share my ecstasy and gratitude for everything that has happened to me.

I'm just glad I did not stop.

So here I am, with my first collection of poems Udaari. You can buy your copy from http://writingsofvinati.com/shop/. I'm sending out limited signed copies from Amazon India. Get yours before they are sold out.

There are so many things that have changed over the years but this comfort that I feel every time I open my dashboard is still the same. I hope you continue to support me and be my backbone. 

Vinati

xx

Udaari - Book launch

*okay, breathe*

It is happening!!!

The launch of my maiden collection of poetry, Udaari is scheduled at a beautiful event organized by Level Shoes at their in-store Cafe Vogue on October 12, 2017.

If you’re in Dubai and chilling nearby, drop in to say hello. The launch will be followed by poetry reading and book signing session. We’ll be having limited copies of Udaari and a special little gift for you all.

The event is open for everyone. No pre booking, just come, meet me there and be my backbone guyssss.

eeeeep.

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xox

pssst.

I've got a big news to share and it's been a while since we talked or I blabbered and you listened patiently. I know you missed me (say yes) and I missed this place too. But no wasting of time in telling that to each other because we know that we mean it.

So the news is. ohmygodicant'tbreathe.

I AM PUBLISHING A BOOK!!!

see the flock of birds? they remind me of this place.

My first collection of poems, Udaari is coming out soon, most probably by the end of next month and I am absolutely thrilled and excited and ecstatic and hyperventilating a little too much.

I've been doing so many things, like gazillion things simultaneously. But not complaining at all because however daunting this process may be, I'm thoroughly enjoying this super crazy ride.

Udaari is a word taken from my native language Punjabi. Udaari means to fly, to spread the wings and take a leap, a quiet soar against the wind. Let me know what you think about the name and the cover design. I'd be happy to hear some reviews.

And talking of reviews, if any of my blogger friend who still reads me, loves me and would like to write a review of my first book, let me know and I'd be happy to send you an advance reader copy. Spread the word friends and help me get famous.

In other news, I've also designed a whole new website because I'm trying my best to learn how to be a professional author and many more important things in between. That's a lot of work too by the way. Check out www.writingsofvinati.com and join my mailing list, okay.

Also, I think many of you don't know that I'm super active on my Instagram page and Facebook page. Drop by sometime.

And that's that.

I'll be sharing more updates about this project soon. A book launch is also scheduled but more on that later. For now, let's just allow this news to sink in, that it is all happening. Udaari is happening, for real.

eeeep!

Okay bye.

crevices

there are poems
seeping through the crevices
you left behind.

gentle on the eyes.
rough on the tongue.

so deeply rooted in me
yet clawing their way to the paper.
_________

p.s: hi

homecoming.

do you 

see 

how my limbs 

s p r e a d 

when the 

night 

slips back 

into me? 

this is how i fall 

in love.

________

love me still.

when i show you my wounds. 

when i lay them out 

in the open and point 

exactly where it hurts. 

i don't expect you 

to heal me with your 

gentle words.

i don't expect you to build

bridges for me 

to cross the rough seas. 

i want you to be 

wise enough to see

what i am

made of.

and strong enough 

to love me still.

________

reminder.

do you feel it?
the rising and falling of unrest
in your bones
with each sigh, each smile, each nod
and each word
that rolls out from your
tongue
while the clock tiks
mercilessly on a tuesday afternoon.
stop.
right there.
pick yourself up
from the clutches of
monotony.
unburden your shoulders.
let them breathe.
let your mind breathe.
let your body breathe
let your heart breathe.
breathe.
breathe.
breathe.
until it is no longer
a task to live.
and now,
begin
again.

__________

mute.

if you let me,
i will build a path
of words
to reach your insides
and mute the
voices eating
you.

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