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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.”
I Am Walking!
I am walking down a path Somewhere, where I am so scared to walk, Somewhere, where I have always dreaded to walk. I am walking down a path To somewhere, where I don’t know the destination To somewhere, where I don’t know what awaits. I am walking to someplace Where? Why? How? IContinue reading “I Am Walking!”
The Next Morning!
I was glaring at the TV in the dark, my vision unclear, blurred, I hardly knew what channel was switched on and I couldn’t possibly care less. I kept it on, on bearable volume only to feel myself accompanied. I was slouched beside my study table, beside which the balcony door stood ajar, supportedContinue reading “The Next Morning!”
I Am Done!
I am done. I am done trying to prove myself, I am done trying to make myself heard. I am done trying to prioritize others, I am done listening to those others, I am done trying to fit in, I am done fighting for every little thing, I am done dealing with those emotions, IContinue reading “I Am Done!”
I Am Tired!!
I am literally tired right now, not only mentally but also physically. My mind and my body fail to work anymore. I do not even wish to move a little bit more, even a very little to get what I want. I am at a point where I will just let it go, if anythingContinue reading “I Am Tired!!”
A little Expedition #5
It took me almost 15 days to roughly do some of the arrangements and yet the bride is left with various other shopping. But now that everything else is fixed from the themes, and menu and the bride’s entry and the reception details, I finally booked my return tickets much to my cousin’s despair. HonestlyContinue reading “A little Expedition #5”
Sunday morning, beautiful weather outside, cool and calm air caressing you, a good book in hand, a warm cup of coffee. Anything wrong with that? Nope, sounds just perfect. But a perfect day was just not for me. Instead I decided to be the good girl, and sat with my books to study. I hadContinue reading “Crazy Sunday!”
i am woman in a large glass box that is slowly but steadily filling with water covering my feet my ankles my knees padlocks of my own design keep me trapped in this watery prison the opaque panels block me from view murals painted with images of my placid face doing routine things deceive the […]Continue reading “Drowning”
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