Four years ago, around 24thAugust, I had this insane urge of being heard, I did not ramble what was going on with me then, I just wrote a small blog celebrating Janmashtami. That was my third or fourth attempt at blogging or precisely writing. I had failed so far, and I was sure I wouldContinue reading “Blank”
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A Weekday Musings!
You don’t like mornings, especially early mornings and then you have to wake up one fine weekday as early as 4:00 and your groggy-self hates everything. You drag yourself off the bed, get dressed and open your eyes only to the whiff of coffee. 1 sip and you are okay, 2ndsip and you think you’llContinue reading “A Weekday Musings!”
All you vain dreams As short as a mid summer night Swift; fleeting; lonely Bestowing me with nothing but melancholy. Fierce as a loving woman’s anger Sweet as the kiss of a passionate lover A bell at dawn; a parting groan- If only I’d be wise enough to see beyond it.
The Arrested Fear.
I am sitting Huddled among my friends Or beside my love But I am sitting And I am laughing, talking. I am happy. Or so I thought- For I was sure, sitting But I was alone Where did he go? Why did the people leave me? I was confused Scared. And then I saw someoneContinue reading “The Arrested Fear.”
It Never Rained!
I leave my office Ditch the elevator And jump down the stairs. I plan to go home Early, yet again And then I don’t go home. I drive through the streets, The long lost, The long, waiting streets. Accidentally, unintentionally I lead myself to ‘the’ place, The secluded one. The isolated street Stares at meContinue reading “It Never Rained!”