Blog Know when to stop Most of the times you might find yourself in a situation that constantly threatens your inner peace. You might find it really hard believing that someone you loved and cared for is the one who led you to this kind of mess. Sometimes it’s very difficult to pull yourself
Blog To one who left I think your pretty face and attractive voice is to be blamed, Every word from you touched his heart and he believed in your lies. You might have come into his life to forget your past or to kill the loneliness, But he, with the happy soul and a golden
Blog Love is beautiful In the brokenness of your being, When the wind holds you a second longer, And the night speaks to you, Telling tales of the dark, You know you have known love. Like a silent conversation, Like comfort in the crowd. Love is that teenage, Love is that senile. Love that
Blog Are You Virgin? Past day, I met a guy. Not that I was willing to but because in our country we have an age. Once we attain that age everybody’s primary goal is to ship us to some other place. As I no longer loved someone and it din’t fit me
Blog You need to We come in this world crying. But to smile, to laugh, to love, to be happy is what we learn after being born. Doesn’t that simply indicate that we need to learn to how to keep those blooming curves on our faces? Just in a blink of an eye
Blog Pages of my diary If I fill these pages of my diary, by words about you, will these pages bleed? If I scribble about every single scar, that you gave me over the years, will the people plead? If I draw you over my canvas, and let colors sneak in through it corners, will
Blog I am fine Are you fine? Yes, I am. As fine as the thinnest pasta sheet that feels the pressure of being perfect, extending and oppressed under the rolling pin; no choice to break, no option to crack, just go with the flow. Fermented over time to transform itself from just being water
Blog Life vs. Romance While life argues and shouts like a drunken brawl, Romance kisses tears with ‘sorry’, not letting it fall. Life burps and farts and even cries, Romance has no such lows, only highs. While life snores and spit drips, Romance smiles that angelic smile, nestled in waves of hair, it soundlessly
Fall for the right one Dear Men, Don’t just fall, fall for the right one. I know, it is normal human tendency that our eyes rule most of the time as compared to our brains. There is nothing inhuman to select beauty over brains but in the tug of war between the both we
How far can you be? How far can you be? Remember when I was sick and you stayed up all night, taking care of me? Remember when we held hand strolling together in the park, enjoying ‘colored ice’ and how I stuck out my tongue, making faces, just to make you laugh? Remember when I
I wonder I sometimes wonder, what if I met you in the middle of the street someday? Will you say “Hi” or just ignore me like you did before, assuring me that you haven’t changed? I sometimes wonder, will your smile still be the same? I sometimes wonder, will you talk
Not so lost! Here comes the wind, Of those forlorn lands. Of those lost memories, Which once quivered spine. Ruffles through my hair, And undoes the ties, Sets me free. While I fly to create, The next few memories, To some different lands. Not so forlorn.. Not so lost ! -Nick
Lonely, Not Lost That day, our eyes met and what was next? Obviously, a new born feeling came into this world. Yes, it was born. I know as my heart was one of the parents and it had never felt so joyful and proud before. Initially it was small, so was I. But
Love yourself first Hey you! Look up and listen to me, darling. Let’s learn how to love yourself first. I know what it feels like to be shattered enough to feel that all the art and beauty of this world is not going to save you. But I want you to know
We Failed You Heya! Wassup peeps? I know it has been a while, sorry for that, been hell lotta busy in work, literally. Anyways, today imma talk about how we as a society have failed in educating our younger ones on etiquettes. Disclaimer: There are my personal views. No offense intended. We, as
If a man could cry If a man could cry, in front of peeps. his tears would recite a story of every men who wished to cry but instead, pressed the neck of their emotions as it renders them as weak. If a man could cry, his eyes would showcase a film of every boy
Forever Lost Love Everything was simple Everything was fine I knew I couldn’t have you And I knew why I tried to move on I dated other girls But then when we’d hang out I knew I had lied to myself You noticed me drifting You said, “Please explain” But I
Nameless Relations It was mid of first year in the college and by now not only me but the whole college knew how close I was to her. Yes, we were not talking since the day we joined the college. But a random group formed for a project turned out to be
लोग क्या सोचेंगे? लोग क्या सोचेंगे? बहुत सुना है सबसे अपनों से परायों से! लोग क्या सोचेंगे…? इसकी शुरुआत का कोई अंदाज़ा नहीं, हाँ पर चाहें तो अंत ज़रूर हो सकता है क्
Little Things I remember the day when I met you and realized that how keenly I started noticing that weird change around me. It’s like I never paid attention to such LITTLE THINGS that somehow always existed but were overlooked by the way I rush with my life. Looking out for
Once and for all Warning: HIGHLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK. IF YOU ARE MY TEACHER/FAMILY, PLEASE GO BACK! NOT MEANT FOR YOU. Once and for all. After taking 4 shots of vodka, I take you to the hotel room, half drunk. The same one where you took me to, 3
A Prostitute's Letter Dear Society, Yes I am a prostitute and I am proud of it. You flaunt your work, your status, your job, your money. So, I will also do the same. Today, I will let you know what I think. Today, I will showcase you; no, not my body but the
Hero without a cape Hello friend! This is a little something for our fathers. The heroes who don’t wear a cape. He walked with torn shoes and re-stitched clothes, Just to but new shoes and clothes for you. But, did you fulfill his needs? He got wet in rain and walked under scorching
Happy Fathers Day! Hello everyone! This is something dedicated to the man behind everything I am today, my dad. I know that writing doesn’t mean much, mutual co-operation and understanding is way better than it. Still. Dad, I know that I act like a jerk at times but at the end of
Who lost? Love the one that loves you instead of one that you love. What you read above might sound weird but let me get this straight, unlike they say in movies, “One sided love kills the inner you.” I came across a beautiful micro fiction that I am going to share.
