Photonic Soul

  • Trapped

    Once again I tried, But I could not fly Once again you are in glee,I could not fleeYou could control my life,That makes you smile Once again, I am trapped, And thinking inside Is this my destiny or just another… Continue reading

    Trapped
  • The Cockroach Movement: A Street Political Party

    Corruption was never gone. Silly us! We thought everything was working smoothly. People in power still take bribes regardless of your financial status. Poor and middle-class people are still suffering. These power-hungry and elite figures have never taken the commoners… Continue reading

    The Cockroach Movement: A Street Political Party
  • Politics vs. Moral Values- America in 2026

    The situation in America these days is no longer about politics; it is about our moral spine. The crisis America is facing today is no longer about political parties. It is about our moral compass, ethical values, and respect for… Continue reading

    Politics vs. Moral Values- America in 2026
  • You are me

    You are my habit, and my nature You are my dream, which I nurture Look closely, my love You are not you You are just me In front of that mirror. तुम्ही मेरी आदत, तुम्ही मेरी हरकत Tumhi Meri Aadat,… Continue reading

    You are me
  • Lord Shiva

    आदि तू, और अनंत भी तू है, मैं भी तू, और तू भी तू है। सृष्टि तू, ब्रह्मांड भी तू है, जीवन तू, और काल भी तू है। प्रगति तू, विध्वंस भी तू है, संहार भी तू, निर्माण भी तू… Continue reading

    Lord Shiva
  • Uproot these weeds (threats)

    To protect our children and future generations from harmful plants (terrorism and hatred), we must uproot these weeds (threats) and seal the ground to prevent any toxic plants from touching our families. अपने बच्चों और परिवार की सुरक्षा के लिए,… Continue reading

    Uproot these weeds (threats)
  • Modern Love in Transit: The Bus Stop 

    In English and Hindi Once considered a sacred bond and the unshakable foundation of human connection, love now appears in an entirely different form. It is no longer seen as a divine emotion; it has become a jarring, fleeting instrument,… Continue reading

    Modern Love in Transit: The Bus Stop 
  • A Fleeting Gaze

    I came to the market to buy a few things But in a fleeting gaze, I was sold instead. आए थे बाज़ार कुछ सामान लेने, मगर देखते ही हम ख़ुद बिक गए। Aaye The Bazaar Kuch Samaan Lene Magar Dekhte… Continue reading

    A Fleeting Gaze
  • Transformation

    Evolution starts with your inner fire. Let your fire give you wings.  विकास आंतरिक अग्नि से होता है, अपने भीतर दबी इस ज्वाला को पंख बनने दें। Vikas Aantarik Agni Se Hota Hai, Apne Bhitar Dabi Iss Jwala Ko Pankh… Continue reading

    Transformation
  • My sins (Mere Gunaah)

    She was ordained to be but mine,Howbeit, I preferred to let her goMy sins were endless as the brine,Yet, ‘twas her fault that I espied. वह जो थी मेरे नसीब में,मैंने ख़ुद उसे ठुकरा दिया थे, गुनाह, मेरे अनगिनत,पर, गुनाह उसके… Continue reading

    My sins (Mere Gunaah)