A Token Of Respect

Writing is liberating, they said. It’s therapeutic effect is sometimes recommended by psychiatrist for those battling depression. But it’s hard for someone like me to gather up thoughts and jot them down. Writing a part of your life is relatively easy or making characters and writing the good and bad for them is easy but... Continue Reading →

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Dear S (Part 3)

It isn't a good day anymore. You act as if anything is wrong, But not all is right anymore. All was good in our happy bubble. You were the perfect man which fictions, drew inspiration from. And the next day, You are gone. You say it's the same. But it's not. Something between us changed...... Continue Reading →

Lost

The tantalizing mystery of life rather than a peaceful homicide. The enigma of being living is more of a vexed question than a joyride. Some call it a journey, some label it as destiny, But for some it is pinnation. The wind blows and changes the flow of the sweet fragrance. Sometimes you pass through... Continue Reading →

I, me & myself.

Sometimes, I wonder what will happen of me. I just don’t get an answer when I think of where I will be in the next 5 years or so? Forget 5 I don’t know what’s going to happen in next few days. My life is really strange. I don’t seem to be able to capture... Continue Reading →

Incongruity with the Self

One day out of nowhere it occurred to me that people often say that life has got a purpose.. I mean everyone has to have a purpose in life. But how do we know what do we want?? What are we really made for. As it is shown in Cinderella stories that a prince charming... Continue Reading →

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