Walking barefoot on the grass, she feels the dew on her cheeks. She reads his coldness a thousand times. Hiding tears in the night, the moon watches her plight. He takes the ice in his malt and gulps it down to the heart. Frozen… it feels, ready to tear her apart. His hands shiver, as… Read More Yesterday’s Moon – 2
just like cigaretteit all goes up in smokered as emberthe heart burns etched into the wallsecho screams of my silencefour letter wordschange their course celebrations of delighta theatrical geniusunderneath the mulching suffocate what remains there are days of unbecomingthere are days of schemingand with all that manipulationyou… I become Masters of the Game
He said that he loved meI chose to hear… notFor the clichéd words don’t fool me not anymore He said that he loved meI chose to hear… notCause I am afraid of loving backtill my heart gets sore He said that he loved meI chose to hear notThough his words laced with winewere delicious as… Read More To Love Him/To Love Him Not
I have lived my life in phases. Of course, the writing phase never went out of style but I have had my share of quirky phases (continue to do so in a controlled environment) and I was never embarrassed to carry them along.I have had my ink blue nail paint phase, my kolhapuri chappal phase,… Read More Skeletons of the Past
Life doesn’t change with the ticking of the clock The click of a camera for that happy new year selfie –The onset of new year ! What matters is the change we seekWhat we are ready to leave behindWhat we are ready to look forward to… And all that sums up in is the hope.Battles… Read More 2022 Count Your Blessings
Gandhi…A word that brings a variety of emotions within every Indian. A word that gives most of us a moment of pride every time it is mentioned; a word that outshines all those reasons that tarnish the image of India in the current scenario. Many people may not agree with some of his decisions or… Read More Gandhism – The Irony Of India
Read the Heart’s feelings top to bottom ↓ (heart) Fuck off! (head) (head) Can we amicably sort this out? (heart) (heart)The hell out of my life (head) (head) We can still be friends (heart) (heart) I don’t want to see your face (head) (head) I will be around when you need me (heart) (heart) I loved… Read More Break-Up Story
With so many roles to play, there is always a little less of me. I wonder if I lived in that little girl who smiled wide standing by the sea, knowing she was the perfect one to be clicked. I wonder if I lived in that school girl who was fiercely loyal to her cult… Read More A Little Less of Me
We are in lockdown once again. This time the enthusiasm to save the word is dented by real data of people suffering. The chefs of last year have calmed and indulgence is at its lowest. But nature is still at work. It never stops healing. In between all the manmade chaos, I take a moment… Read More Breathing in the Sunrise!
In that moment of icy despair, when the soul lay bare The mind was enthralled as the illusive veil before the eyes was torn away. The veil had condemned and ostracized, all that was a part of my being And I was looking westward always waiting for the sun to set and let a new… Read More Seeking My Inner Buddha