Everything happens for a reason and there is always something good hidden in it. Decision making is an integral part of our lives. Every day we make decisions; some of them are taken with deep thought and consideration, while others are taken abruptly. But have you ever thought which of these is better? The ones…
We all have our way of looking at things and that is what perception is. What we believe to be true might not even be a fraction of it. As humans, we have a tendency to believe only what we want to and not what reality is. As a result, we end up blaming ourselves…
Be it in professional or personal life, we all come across situations where we get defeated. Situations where we lose something or someone that we hold close to our hearts. Dreams, ambitions, all of it seems to vanish in a split second. What happens next? What do we do next? Do we even survive the…
On hearing the bell ring, she sprang up. She realised that she had been asleep for quite some time now. The cheap vodka had done its job. It had put her off to sleep, ensuring she could silence the million restless voices in her head. So far, the morning had been terrible and as she…
I still ask “how selfless can someone be?” I say look at a mother, the epitome is she. Each time when fever crept; Sleepless nights, by our bed she wept. Dear Mother As a little boy I was scolded, I roamed teary-eyed; You took me in your arms, as I complained and cried. Each pain…
Fading motifs on the wall are a reminder of time passing by. Signs that suddenly strike us and take us back to the days of old.
We human beings are limited to only our thoughts, the day we break free from them will be the day we become free again.
Winters make him cover himself more,
summers make him parched often.
He focuses on not slipping in the rains,
rather than enjoying, he is filled with caution.
Life prevailed when we were together. Her nagging, caring, fights, love, everything had its own beauty. Coming home was colorful. She would always be ready and together we could talk for hours about anything and everything.
Contours on a blank board – crests and troughs. A landscape is formed. The breeze channels itself along the shapes. The dust blows up. The silence is past – the dust trickles along. A sweet murmuring, almost like a whisper. The whisper creeps on – smoke rises. The dust sweeps over the contours baring bricks and sticks – unearthing something.
His canvas seemed to be endless,
And his wishes, umpteen.
With the colours of his fantasy,
He dyed his future hyper-green.
He wrapped his secret wishes
And once again took to bed,
To wake up to a whole new day
With a new wishes to thread.
They both had grown together sharing the same chapters of their stories. Words would fall short to explain their bond. Before one could speak, the other knew exactly what he/she wanted. Sarcasm and wits had been their usual way to address one another.