Review : I exist, therefore I am — ELA

First of all, reading this book synced with the time very well as Talibans have taken over Afghanistan and taken away every right a woman owns. One could say that this book is deeply feminist and one could say those stories are fictional. But the author hasn’t just stated about the injustice that […] Review :…

Wildflowers

We be at the mercy of our erratic lives, praying that happiness will come around, so to earn the best of riches, we strive, only to realize, nothing is bound. We search high and low, near and far, for that defined pleasure we yearn, even silently wishing on shooting stars, but with miserable attempts, we…

Twenties

The phase, where life changes upside down, your unremarkable twenties of youth. Being clueless defines beyond half of it, yet, tricks you into the ‘figured my life’ ego. The wins and loss, joys and tears, love and pain sums up these thrilling golden years of life. Friends become the family away from home, the ones…

Other side

Every single dawn, for the last two years, I sit at my designated spot with same view, it felt weirdly calmer to finally have my own spot, no inteferences, no judgments, no questions. Recalling the first year, I’d still gasp for my breath, the solitude unbearable for the extrovert in me, the memories too heavy…

Decade

Ten years ago, a fourteen year old child, oh what did I know even about myself, with simplicity in life at its best, we played and cheered for the trivial fun. I wonder, if I had a chance would I tell her that; time changes everything and everyone, you’ll find yourself distant from places where…

Uncertainity

The skies weep, the world halts,for a moment freeze and let it sink. The uncertainity of this rollercoster ride,at times you can almost touch the sky,and next you are gripping with fear for life. Maybe it’s part of the plan; evolution,maybe it’s karma of past lives,yet we all suffer in our own ways. The air…

Outgrown

A restless mind, a hopeless heart, a monotonous soul, like many other dispirited lives that just flow, the only crests be the random emotional highs. Change, hit the very core of her deep rested soul, disrupting every belief and bond she ever had. Varied phases of failed therapy fueled the restless life, but somewhere along…

Days numbered

Somewhere between the cozy cuddles and the sleepless nights, they reached their limits, but letting go was harder than holding on. No more raised voices, instead effortless silences, with obvious frustration, yet closure still questionable. Striving to bear the unbearable, oh, the things we do for love. The days were numbered they knew, yet the…

Little Things

It’s always, always the little things that matter, the comfortable silences shared when your mind is full or empty, the consoling feeling you get just by hearing that voice, or the dreaded tight hug dissolving all the sorrows into thin air. Maybe it’s family, love or friendship; it all counts.

Worth it

She glowed brighter than ever, her eyes smiled, with immense inner peace, she prayed for longer days. Now, she looks beyond the doubts, ’cause she knows better, she knows, the doubts are killers; wise or not. Her soul been through spring and fall, rests contented, the struggles be worth the time and tears, ’cause she’s…

Therapy

Everytime, it felt like a gaze of hundreds on me, I felt small, every step I took, scared I might trip and fall, justifying to myself, this decision is right, but venting to a bunch of strangers be a real fight. The one common thing, they all sustain be the sleepless nights, silent tears, blinding…

Miracle

I stood away from the crowd of friends of friends, I felt the gaze of someone, just like me standing away. A young boy, with messy weird hair, his eyes met mine, and momentarily, it was all registered in my mind. Had I known, how precious those few minutes were, I would have remembered every…

Hour’s misery

Behind closed doors, a slave to a man’s desires, every night different animals, devouring their primal pleasures. For them, it’s only an hour’s charge of satisfaction, and leave all behind with suit and tie, to an awaiting wife. For her, those hours are years of depression, yet a long bath is all she has to…

Masked

We wear masks, concealing our trueselves from the world, but at the arms of the beloved, we let the masks fade; oh yes, the perfect imperfections, in love with flaws. Thus, the origin of a merged mask,  with the perfect outlook of happiness. Admirable is the effort we take, sustaining the honeymoon mask, only failing…

Randomly

“And maybe one day we’ll bump into each other randomly, we’ll smile at each other, genuinely. The past will be past, and we’ll have grown and our perspectives on life will have change And maybe on that day as we look at each other, smiling, we’ll feel our souls smiling too. Because our souls always…