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.
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p.s: hi

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.

________

The things i speak in hushed tones in the middle of the day.

today. i unearth the seasons
collapsing
in my ribs. flowing
graciously along the
lines that turn brown
under the sun.
today. i carry myself quietly
through the rubble of unspoken
words.
today. i remind
my worth to my
weak ailing
heart.
today. i unapologetically choose me.

how is your day going love?
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Crust

beneath the crust 

of fallen 

leaves 

a new season 

awaits.

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wreckage

the world is a broken 

mess 

but give it a 

chance 

love. 

let it heal 

you 

with all 

its pieces 

because 

it 

will.

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Religion

I'm obsessed.

Pores.

Irretrievably 

slipping 

into my skin, 

there is 

cold 

and then there is 

you.

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Picture source

...

Soaked in 

poetry, 

dripping in 

metaphors.

how 

can i 

not reek 

of 

love.

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Another mask

I know there are horrors
residing in you,
growing on you,
eating your insides,
making you
weak,
frail and fragile.
I know you are
putting on another mask,
another layer
of skin to silence them,
to shut them out.
But remember love,
nothing
in this entire world
is more beautiful,
and
more brave
than blooming
out of the ugliest
realities
that we survive.
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Comet muse

Look closely, 

it is not dying. 

this fire 

has just

begun, 

the light has just 

started to spread, 

the clouds 

have just

parted for the sun,

and the world has only

paused

for breath.

Look closely, 

i am just turning 

into a galaxy,   

kissing 

one star,

one comet 

at a 

time.

_______

Here's to new beginnings and never growing up.

Happy new year!

xox

Translucence

shutting out the wars 

in my head,

tonight I choose to curl up

in

your

fleeting

memories.
______

Of all the beautiful people out there

give yourself a chance first.

Be selfish 

before it is too late,

before your story fades to dust.

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Note to self: Don't let the chaos consume whole of you.

Losing our self in the chaos
is like losing the little spark of fire
that we have

and there is nothing worse
than extinguishing
the only thing
that could light us into a star.
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A lot more love

Let yourself walk away from you

away from your fears, your apprehensions, your faith, your inbound love.

Let yourself wander fearlessly beyond the faintly visible stars

and maybe one day 

when you return,

the void which you had carried all through the life

would be filled with a lot more love

than you ever needed.

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Picture Source: self 

Ordinary stars

We are everything we seek,
waiting patiently
for our ordinary stars to shine
in an extraordinary manner.
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I'd rather be a forest than a street.

I'd rather be a creek carving its way beneath the rocks

than a pond.

I'd rather be a wildflower that grows in unexpected corners

than a lily.

I'd rather be a shaft of sunlight that reaches the darkest spaces

than a shadow.

I'd rather cascade majestically like a spring tide

than a wave.

I'd rather trace the murky depths of an ocean 

than skim through it

and call it a life.

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Inspired by: Simon & Garfunkel - El Condor Pasa
(current favorite)

Metamorphosis

To be the most beautiful form of poetry,

let yourself be consumed by words.

Let your every limb,

every nerve,

every bone

and every vein

undulate to the sound of change

of your skin

into infinite verses.

For only then you’ll witness,

how amidst the deafening chaos of this mad world,

a poem takes birth.

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