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 →

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 →

Illusionary Pathways

Wind brushing my cheeks Hair flowing away My thoughts silencing in speed The sun setting The speed of the air The smell of the city The air of the pollutants Yet love it all. Worries fading away as I sit in the back seat. All of it seems like an adventure, Not knowing the destination... Continue Reading →

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