Author Archives: Mehak Gupta Grover

About Mehak Gupta Grover

Mehak Gupta Grover (LLb), is the author of the book - THE HUMANE QUEST(volume-1& 2), published by Authorspress, New Delhi. It is a QUEST for HUMANITY. She is born and brought up in Jammu and settled in Chandigarh. She has a bachelor's degree in Law. She has been bestowed with '100 Inspiring Authors of India' award and Women Of Influence Award 2019. Since childhood, her inclination towards ethical grounds has been in high spirits. She is known for raising contemporary issues in the society. Just as there is freedom, there is a certain responsibility towards the same. To choose to do good and be good within the specified responsibilities, is freedom in action. 'The Humane Quest' is a humble attempt to create awareness against the evils of society and stimulate the string Indian values which are lacking in the present times. "Shame goes down the nerve On seeing inhumanity still rules Humans need to act like humans To make the world bloom"

Intoxicating Soul

The twists and the turns
that move with a swirling flow.
The two roads that move
ahead with a strong glow.

Which way to go, which road to take
the decision becomes lentous
with each passing phase.

Then took the road that teaches life
to be more worthy of living with strive.
Be pure and tender-hearted
be compassionate and wise.

Life is not cruel.
It’s a cycle of emotions,
that fill our heart all over.
It’s God’s plan- to keep us moving,
to make us strong, to make us gallant!

Such is life-
be calm, be patient.
Leaves will be on trees again.
Make sure,
To make the tree strong!

Life being a beautiful journey-
full of heartaches, full of happiness,
full of nurturing, full of experience.
We cry, we uphold, we fall and stand,
we grudge, we complain,
What we forget,
Life is a journey; it moves on and on.


Tears are overly deceitful,
that go way beyond the surface
of truth and reality,
and holds the hand of the soul.

Being janus-faced
Some prognosticate it as puissant,
others deduce it to be feeble.
And there is a bunch considering it as vacillating.

But tears get stubborn
over the worthiness of relations.
They pour out in jubilation
and surrender in distress.

They behold the power of oneness,
stand together in agony.
They make the stoic meaningful
with passion of empathy.

Tears make the best of companions,
that make us pure in heart.
They yield out the best in us
and make us buoyant forever.

Mehak Gupta Grover


Womenkind are juxtaposed to floret
but people pretermit
flowers have thorns too,
which makes women brawny.
Being delicate doesn’t reflect
the feeble side of facet.
It is the fortitude
that makes them impeccable
from the inside out.
Robust and artless,
Such is her allure,
Glistening the magic
Like a nymph in an empyrean.
Aroma of flowers
can evanesce the languor,
and the redolence of a woman
can enliven the milieu.
Still we pluck them
for our own jubilation,
and insolence muliebrity
For satiating our smugness.
Flowers still smile

And keep spreading its essence
Without a smirk on its visage.
Unvarying is the womanhood
That spread its charm
despite of being bruised.
Flowers and woman
are two prettiness

without whom we are
Unworthy and incomplete.

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Deep within our soul

there is a thought

that needs to be poured out,

but it stays submerged in us.

It is occulted so strongly

that nobody can hear it’s noise.

What perception do they hold?

What life do they own?

What stands true for one,

might be false for the rest.

It’s all mind’s game

that leads the life insane.

Why do we give so much importance

to what other person’s perception is?

Over thinking makes the mind accrue

and our gestures fumbling.

Let’s do what our heart utters

and celebrate the gift called life.

Everyone has their own perceptions

Just smile and sublime.

That pain

I feel like unmasking the authencity of humankind,

as no one can trace the scars of an injured soul.

My heart mourns in pain,

as the thoughts dribble like leaves of lotus resting with water drops.

No one has the emotions of a heartening memory,

my spirit squeals the inefficacy of my misery.

I sit with great distress

which passed over with the span of time, in rain and sun.

This moment I wish could vanish

like smog as a piece of sky.

Square up with barbarous behaviour seeking stars,

this moment appears to be the longest ever of full moon covered with stars all around.

Just that the thoughts can never change the dilemma you came late,

the darkness that echoes aloud and confess the purity of the burning soul

that has been left in my heart for years.

Mehak Gupta Grover

A second chance

A second chance or an opportunity,

the preference is ours.

Be the master of your life

and behold the power.

Nothing is destined,

no lines on the hand will work.

It’s sheer hardwork and perseverance

that will take you far.

Move ahead with the power of positivity,

for it can take you long way.

Where there are thorns,

roses grow along.

Let the hope grow deep within us.

Let the eyes sparkle

that shines so bright.

Be the master of your deeds,

for they are what makes you breathe.

Commitment is the key

to grab the first possibility.

Make your life praise worthy

And live with Excellency.


First love, the first touch

the first cry, the first smile.

All comes with the divine feel.

Happiness is seeing your family healthy.

Happiness is seeing the bud

blossom into an exquisite flower.

Happiness is seeing the caterpillar

come out of its cocoon,

and gradually turning into a butterfly.

Happiness is seeing the comely life

that has been bestowed upon us.

That ponders upon us the ups and downs.

It needs to be handled with love and care.

Life being a beautiful journey,

full of heartaches, full of happiness,

full of nurturing, full of experience,

we cry, we uphold, we fall and stand

we grudge, we complain, What we forget,

Life is a journey; it moves on and on.

Be Yourself

Be yourself.

Spread your fragrance

and let it flutter like a butterfly.

The lotus that grows only in the mud,

is the most beautiful amongst the rest.

Hardships will come and will evaporate like smog.

You just need to be strong

and keep spreading the warmth.

People will keep saying this and that,

their job is to make you mad,

be firm, be pure in your heart,

keep spreading your fragrance all apart.

Roses have thorns,

still they are the symbol of love;

Be the spark that ignites all above.

Be the shinning star,

that sparkles through out

and spread your fragrance all around.

Be the bird and fly above

and let everyone be amazed

at your supremacy.

Don’t hesitate and be brave,

for, that is the key to your victory.

Keep spreading your fragrance

for the world to bloom,

and nurture it with all your love!

Mehak Gupta Grover

Complexity of Life

Life has made us all,

A joker in its periphery,

Where there are no ifs and buts,

Only smile, hue and cry.

Life is short; thinking the same

We smile from our heart,

And even artificially.

At times to please our innerself,

We laugh and make ourselves,

A puppet in hands of the power above.

Still we smile and say

This is life-

let’s deal with it, with a smile.

You never know when our role is over

When we part our ways

with this Beautiful journey called LIFE.

We smile , we regret, we cherish and forget

This is life, Be it’s owner or a vassal.

At the end, we tend to be jokers,

For life is a comely journey!

Beyond Darkness

Beyond darkness,

lies the startling epoch,

that glitters within the eyes.

Beyond darkness,

is the era of gazing stars,

that light up the niche in everyone’s life.

Darkness is a golden bird,

that spurs us to dazzle,

to flutter our wings and

move up above the empyrean.

Do not hesitate, for darkness is the power,

to overpower our debility.

Mould darkness into twilight,

and see the magical sway.

Rise above, shine bright,

and leave darkness behind!