Jasleen Kaur Gumber Quotes

I wanted to be that,The one which was vast,The one which laughed,The one which surpassed,Yes, which also collapsed.True, it was abstract.I wanted to be that.I still, want to be that!

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

A flame that flickered,And a soul that whimpered,A candle that blazed,And a fragrance that raised. The flames were fed the same,But one remained diminished,While the other touched vintage!

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

As the sun sets, something in me rises! Do you think it could be my soul? I feel it's a big probability!

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Let there be a child, who should,not be taught. Let there be a child, who should,be refrained from books. Let him not hear, don’t preach him, dear. Don’t let him read the quotations,on internet and make them his passion. Don’t tell him stories of successful,and make them his anthem.Allow him to grow unto what,he is to know.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

He is deaf, and keen to accept,any economical operation,that will correct his situation.He visited the doctor best,and started talking on subject,like the after-effects, and if any threats.The doctor medically checked,and asked him what he expects?He expressed, he wants to be addressed-in words, and not in signs.And how keen he is, to have his ears listening.He wants to listen the echo of,sun-set over that crimson dawn.He is keen to know, the sound of,a blooming rose.He wants to know what it sounds like,when a seedling grows.But Doctor- if you say: You are incapable,then I better get away,for then there is- nothing worth to be heard,in your seemingly wordy world.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Something inside me stops the moment I see a mighty mountain.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

And I sat there at the patio,while the whole of universe,was getting engulfed,in the whitest whiteness of snow.Down, near my rough paw,is soft snow,mannering a fidgeting embryo.I monitored the snow that plunged,on the soil of my backyard,and realized it melting fast.Was that the temperature or,my eyes on it overcast?While I think of this melted exalt,I am obliged to ask,What ought happens to the thoughts?Where do they get tossed?When they are forgot?Scorched?Scoffed?Deformed? Unadorned?

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

I don’t have any fancy story,about the way we fell in love.It was that one awkward move,and the next I remember, I was looking at you.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Failure should be archived in head, not heart!

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

How I look to you is the reflection of how you look at me.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

I will be me,when world aberrantlywill feel, my gravity!I will turn into my,when their shrill crywill stop asking why!(Poem:Because you so wanna meet me, Book: Ginger and Honey)

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

…I wanted to remove,my diamond earrings,for I felt they were,weighing a little heavy.I wanted to remove my heels,for I felt they were,taking me a little,above the ground,than I needed to be.I wanted to,throw away my blazer,for it was too much,of a thick layer,to what I am deep inside.” (Poem- Unambitious, Book- Ginger and Honey)

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

First, the thoughts are chosen,then the prayers are spoken. The candles are lit,then the plea is submitted. But soon after you move away,there is wax;melting, adulterating and braiding-a new constellation up on your blanks.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

The mirror it was and life it spelled,The road ahead, and the time past stepped,All gathered in one; one to all paired,My life is so different from all the world’s threads.My breaths are mine, my woes are too,If my life were put through you,You sure would unlikely pursue,It should be left for me to gather,I am its sculptor, mine would be the hammer.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

So it became,the law of universe,to have the,profoundest,of the words,cloaked in the,darkest of the masks.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Her brain was acutely damaged in the accident. When the doctor was coming out of the ICU, he feared.He made an evil prayer.“I am fine to live with her memories, I will settle myself with the verythought that she isn't anymore, happily and gently.But dear God, don’t make her lose her conscious,like a dead yet, living body. Coldness in the eyes,which I have seen filled with love and surprisewill kill me every day.I don’t want to die a new death every minute.Take her away,Or give her back in whole.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Let nothing put me to unease,nothing to deceive.I have conceived,I exist.Because I am blessed,To gather time,in hearing,my breath,so tranquil.To life,I am, thankful.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Distrust won’t do good to you.But still if you ever do.Doubt you husband,Maybe doubt your wife.But never suspect,your kid’s father,or the mother of your child.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

When I said yes,it implies till death,and forever thence.When I said love,it connotes trust,allied in situations tough.And today,when I hold your hand,I am prepared to stand,any trouble,any avalanche.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Identity is not the face,Identity is not the trait,Neither is it the success pace,Nor is it the personality grace.Let alone it being your cliché phrase,Or did you think,It’s some religious faith?My child, it’s alarming that it’s none,It’s even not tongue,Then how can it be, what problems you have overcomeAnd the person you have become!

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Some say the glass is half full and blush,Some say it’s half empty and sink,I feel you are in the midst of,reaching out for another awesome drink!

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Certain voices heardare heardnot becausethey are phonetic...But,from one soulthey head,to another,in the form of magic.(Poem: When, When a not, Book: Ginger and Honey)

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Sometimes, some of times in life are Lifetime!

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

We are all same, inside our homes!

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

More often than not- Life moves really fast! It's only for you to pause and breathe! Sadly, none else can do that for you!

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

...I day dream.Therefore,I am the queen,of my thoughts.Though thirteen,I drift,between,one conception,to another.I create opinions,liberate dilemmas,assert convictions,deal paroxysm,create perfections.”I am neither,a thinker,nor a,perceiver,I am a Day Dreamer...

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

And what's beyond vastness? It shrinks...

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Each drop that fell,had a story to tell.each smile that curved,said a million words.(Poem: Our Existence, Book: Ginger and Honey)

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Let certain things be uncertain.Appreciate the puzzle that life is,insofar as I know, after a scheme of steps,all Crosswords have a solution,and every Sudoku makes a lot of sense.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

How destiny plays games so thrilling,both stay in the same building.His books declared for the best seller of the year,and she lives in the apartment to his but upstairs.He is making fame, she has committed suicide severe.The same window of the tall building instigated,such varied colors.In the woman-frustration and fear.In the man- an inspiration so rare.They share the same height, same sight,of the same building.From which, one flew like kite and the other down right.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

What are you staring at?Rain drops on window glass is a sort of love-bite, is it not?

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

She stampeed. “I am making him run late.”She gave a resolution of exact 60 seconds to herself to see if she can find her diamond necklace or else she would attend the party with out it.She suddenly turned, as if her memory shouted out loud- Its on the chest right there!To her bewilderment, he was standing just a few inches away holding a big mirror in hand.That perplexed her. Not Adam. Not even the fact that her neck was already hosting the necklace.But seeing herself that way, her very own self. As if, she was unapprehended she existed.Adam was expecting a smile on her face, and that she would touch the necklace and say- “Oh my foolish self” but she touched her face and said- “Oh my self...”That was foolish!

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

I love Pizza thicker, when the crust is thinner!

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Identity is not the face,Identity is not the trait,Neither is it the success pace,Nor is it the personality grace.Let alone it being your cliché phrase,Or did you think,It’s some religious faith?My child, it’s alarming that it’s none,It’s even not tongue,Then how can it be, what problems you have overcomeAnd the person you have become!This confused the little girl,and she was amidst a complex whirl,of thoughts, ideas and questions….What is it then, Father?You have declined already,all that mattered.I can think no more,of what makes an individual’s identity?Help me through, Help me carefully.(Poem: Identity, Book: Ginger and Honey)

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Takes birth in me,also, dies in debris.I am a Potpourri.A mix of dead petals,effusing divine fragrance.Walking on the journey,of controversy.I am a Potpourri.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Moon is a shining ball,from the window on my wall.Moon is blemish-laden,from the terrace of my mansion.Moon is a cold flame,from the porthole of my airplane.Yet I have heard,Moon is muse to philosophy brothers,Moon is nurse to romantic lovers.How can it be so various?Are we not the same?Or did the Moon really change?

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Be an artist, in whatever little faculty possible.For the Earth, without ‘Art’ is just ‘Eh

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Their Love said, “Made for Each Other”Our Love says, “Made from Each Other

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

And sometimes when I tilt my head,in that deep sleep, I realize I forgot to tell youwhat happened at work, in the thick of,all other rubbish daily stuff.And then I hate to believe, it’s more than5 hours to hit the snooze, and now suddenly the night seems longer- than any lazy afternoon.I want to talk to you now, before I forgetHow I have imagined you will react, word by word,And act by act. But I kind of manage dozing off in a few minutes,And I clearly forget it morning,This entire instance.But tonight- when you are asleep, and I amWide awake like a snake, I don’t say I forgot anyBuzz to discuss, but I have this insane gushOf words of tell you I how much I have loved you through.Precisely none of this should be forgotten,So I decide to write this poem and tell you,I am so much in my moment of truth.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Entrepreneurship is a scary city! NO water- dig wells, NO food- plant trees, NO family- build one, NO identity- prove yourself.

~ Jasleen Kaur Gumber