If you don’t hear from her, probably she’s gone – to make some time for herself and to build her nest in the farthest tree. People come into our lives and we think that it’s a forever thing. But they leave somehow imparting an ever deepening sadness in our soul. We often think that this…

I like these bizarre yet attracting long forgotten dusty artifacts. Once amorously caressed and cherished with the hands of iron and gold, these things make sense, but no sense at the end. Some people bring them to their apartments, some to their homes, well cautious of the places they bedeck. Many thoughts running through their…

I often feel that the reflections are as deceiving as a mirage on a scorching summer day. We might visualize things just the way they are at the first sight, but if we dig in deeper, we find ourselves in a whole new “nothing is real” space. We fall for the mental pictures of the…

To a promising day… (1 minute read)

The sky above is roaring with all of its might, the rain is drizzling as steadily as it could, and the wind is gushing heavily and loudly. I have heard about ear-to-ear smile, but this ear-to-ear smirk of cold and chills is new. Guess I’ll have to bear it now till the time summer comes…

He waits… (1 minute read)

He looks at her and he is home… Not that he recalls everything, not that he forgot anything, but when he is with her, a strange and familiar feeling fills his gut and his tummy goes all butterflies. May be it’s in her smile that is so comforting that he loses sight of his worries;…

If dreams come true, I would dream everyday something new… I would accoutre us with the best of the things in the world… I would picture us in loveliest of the places, I would paint our happiness with fastest of the colours… But then I wonder if these things would really matter when we’ll be…

Moon of the stars…

When the stars held the moon in their loving arms, it felt as ethereal as a gush of cool breeze in a scorching summer day. Though each of them envy the others, but are joyous at the very thought of being close to her invigorating aura. One would just try to enchant her with brightest…

Darkness

I found darkness in him, so I kindled a ray of hope in him… I found darkness in him, so I lit his heart with love… I found darkness in him, so I didn’t do the best I could, but not the worst either I guess… I found darkness in him and did everything to…

Life…a not-so-white board

There are dents, marks and stains over it… The apt word would be “scars”… The scars left behind as a mark of its struggle… The scars showing the world that its tough enough to stand the adversities… The scars that prove to the world that beauty has never been a goal to be chased, but…

Feel this life…

Like everything seems to last longer, let this moment be felt like that. I know it would be hard to try and even harder to imagine. But when you start to look for that little ray of positivity in the seemingly loathsome day, the night wouldn’t seem any less charming than the brightest of the…

A rhythm so divine…

Together they are like pen and paper. She scribbles anything and everything over his body and he takes it all in – her sweetness, harshness, valor and ruins as well. She runs her fingers through his hair and he feels nothing less than home. He blends all of her vibrant colors to paint their better…

Homecoming

Glistening like a sun-kissed bird, she flies higher and higher, farther and farther towards the horizon. However distant and elusive the abode may seem, all she has to do is float in the eternal pool of life. Yet again, farther and farther towards the horizon.

The journey towards a beautiful end… (1 min read)

I’d say it’s a bitter-sweet feeling. Though the process of coming and leaving has always been continuous in this life, but the departure is usually regarded as the bitter one than most of the arrivals. And the destination, if a beautiful one, makes the journey beautiful as well. While, if not, is despised more than…

As free as the ocean…

If it pours drop by drop and you are drenched in the sweat of your onus, then your sin shall be washed out and each glitter would be worth a thousand bows. You won’t owe it to anybody. They won’t owe it to you either. Then, my heart, you shall be as free as the…