Unavailable.

The person you are trying to speak to Is not responding Please try again later. The person you are trying to speak to Is unavailable Please try again later. The person you are trying to speak to Is not blinking Please try again later. The person you are trying to speak to Is not okayContinue reading “Unavailable.”

Skin & Cells.

“I am having a migraine.”   If I said this to anyone right now, I’d probably get ten different solutions for it, from using medications and meditations to gulping down tablets and going off to sleep for a while. I’d get people telling me that it will probably go away soon, that it was becauseContinue reading “Skin & Cells.”

I Smile.

I burn my body to ashes But my conscience savors and yearns I rot amidst my own ashes But my soul transpires beyond the patriarchal tavern.   I burn and I smile Beyond my submissive rage For I have no dreams Only a small selfish realm.   I burn and I smile Even from myContinue reading “I Smile.”

Her Mysterious Meshuga.

There is a whirlwind of chaos inside her An entropy, a madness, a little emptiness That ceases her sanity from within. The mania, the frenzy, the wilderness All a part of her nugatory existence.   The deadening disarray enchaining her minds Building a claustrophobia Which you may never succeed to define. The restlessness, the anxiety,Continue reading “Her Mysterious Meshuga.”

Please, please just let me be…

Please don’t come again. I am good, if not at best, without you. Please just go away. Please, just let me be.   It was really difficult To disentangle from your black chains, It was claustrophobic To always be in your embrace.   When you are around I am not happy, I am not myself,Continue reading “Please, please just let me be…”

Depression Is A Drug!

This is no revelation now that we live in a hypocritical society. We have come very far now to even question this fact. So when it comes to the topic of depression we are no different. And when I say we, I mean every one of us. There is no exception! We give so muchContinue reading “Depression Is A Drug!”

“Who am I?”

Preparing an essay on feminism I came across something which made me thinking, well, a lot of thinking happened after this. Nothing new, right? That is usually me, who keeps thinking on anything and everything. So this is what I read today, a simple description on how women are depressed and what Friedan writes- “I’veContinue reading ““Who am I?””