Ojasi Robin

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Kitchen poems (0 votes)
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Cold like Snow (2 votes)
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Microtales (4 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Short Stories
Is this what a home looks like (11 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
If.. (6 votes)
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Death of a different kind (6 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
To my mother in law (13 votes)
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I owe you a story (12 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
You don't text anymore (10 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
We are who we will be (10 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
Muse (5 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
There will be one more Dance (12 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
The dangers of being perfect (7 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
I love you (5 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
Let us begin with a poem, again (10 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
Dear friend (13 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Short Stories
Manto : my review (6 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Entertainment > Movies
The Faceless Man of my country (7 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
I am writing a poem (8 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Short Stories
Roses are red (15 votes)
Posted 7 years ago under Offbeat > Short Stories

Latest posts by Ojasi Robin

परीक्षा
और अब जब वह जानती थी कि...ख़ैर! उसने धीरे से उसके बाल सहलाते हुए, उसके चौड़े ललाट पर हाथ फेरते हुए कहा, "अगली बार तुम कब आओगे?""मैं नहीं जानता। मैं कब कहां जाऊंगा, सोचना नहीं चाहता।""हम्म..." इतने में मंदिर की सीढ़ियां चढ़ते हुए एक कृशकाय औरत की आकृति दिखाई दी। वह हांफते हुए कहने लगी मानो नीचे खड़े...
Posted on 29 January 2020 | 3:27 pm
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Esc
Red-green-yellow. Lights. Lights off. Silence. The night and owl stories. Lust. Loneliness. He called up. Late in the night and remained silent until he could sleep. She listened to his silence and the monster who wanted to drink blood, not rain. He was not in love. He was honest enough to tell her.
Posted on 29 August 2019 | 12:03 am
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August poem
August is sinister I would not call it a month of green love and blessings it brings night to a sunny day and who cares for those houses that swim away it was only yesterday August had not come, I would feel joy under their cheeks swelled up cautiously and sleep on eye brow for peaceful days and dre...
Posted on 3 August 2019 | 6:38 pm
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Ugly
I don't know whether the blotches, cut marks, pockmarks and spots were by birth on his face. But his face looked slightly uneven. Though I am not the niggler who would just sit back and pass petty remarks on people's beauty and behavior. But still if you believe me, it was hard to look at him and th...
Posted on 27 July 2019 | 1:07 am
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Manto : my review
I don't clearly remember when did I first read Manto, but I read his few of sideline stories during my college days. Instantly and intuitively I was curious about Manto. Thanks to Nandita Das for bringing Manto to a beautiful cinematographic experience. I watched it yesterday and I am quite swayed b...
Posted on 25 March 2019 | 11:27 am
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बाबा
बाबा न जाने कितनी तरह की मशीनों से घिरे हुए थे। कई नलियां उनके शरीर में घुसी हुईं थीं - लगता था मानो आज वे पतली-छोटी नालियां इंसान से बड़ी हो गयी हैं. ...वह बाहर खड़ा है। अस्पताल के इस भारी वातावरण में उसे नींद नहीं आती। उसकी बड़ी माँ बाहर हाल में फर्श पर लेटी है और नाना जिसे वह बाबा कहता है अंदर रूम म...
Posted on 14 December 2018 | 4:54 pm
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गुनाह
कुछ मासूम से गुनाह मैं आज कबूल करती हूं तुमसे बातें की मैंने बिना तौल औ' बेतुकी जैसे तुम हो ही न वहां मैं खुद से ही करती थी बातें तुमसे सपने किए साझा और सोचा नहीं कि सपने तो किसी की सबसे कीमती चीज होते हैं तुमसे बांटा दुख तुम्हारे कंधे पर आंसू ढलकाए क्या पता था कि ये एक मोम का तुम्हारे सीने पर धीरे-...
Posted on 14 November 2018 | 3:13 pm
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Parched
Among latest women-centric movies, Parched is one of the best drama. The movie is directed by Leena Yadav under Ajay Devgan FFilms. It is a story of three women, living in a distant village of Rajasthan, and struggling with the tantrums of patriarchal society. Being from Rajasthan myself, I know the...
Posted on 21 March 2017 | 7:34 pm
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The joys of Pregnancy
As a pregnant woman I have discovered a whole new world. I don't know how time flew and I have come on the verge to give birth. Yes I have been pretty lucky not to suffer from any hardships of pregnancy. And right now I am enjoying the best part of this nine month period, the baby movements. Women a...
Posted on 17 October 2016 | 7:42 pm
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Ojasi Robin's latest posts on IndiVine

Kitchen poems (0 votes)

Cold like Snow (2 votes)

Microtales (4 votes)

Is this what a home looks like (11 votes)

If.. (6 votes)

Death of a different kind (6 votes)

To my mother in law (13 votes)

I owe you a story (12 votes)

You don't text anymore (10 votes)

We are who we will be (10 votes)

Muse (5 votes)

There will be one more Dance (12 votes)

The dangers of being perfect (7 votes)

I love you (5 votes)

Let us begin with a poem, again (10 votes)

Dear friend (13 votes)

Manto : my review (6 votes)

The Faceless Man of my country (7 votes)

I am writing a poem (8 votes)

Roses are red (15 votes)

Latest posts by Ojasi Robin

Latest posts by Ojasi Robin