The Fate of the Shooting Stars

Imagine if every star in the night sky loved one at the far end of the horizon. Imagine if the two lovers spent a lifetime craving for each other and as the final days of one approach, it shoots out its soul. The soul wanders in the night sky and ultimately touches its beloved at... Continue Reading →

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In the cold room

Dear Prashant<justwriteprashant.09@gmail.com>, I’m writing to you again. It may be a bit impulsive to mail you but if you are reading this… The floor, yes! I’m sitting on the floor. The room is cold. The lights are switched off. The speakers are singing beautiful melancholic lyrics interweaved with the sound of a sad mouthorgan. It’s... Continue Reading →

I was Flying

Aren’t bridges wings? Why has man thrown logs over streaming brooks? Why has he erected columns to pave way for humanity? Yes, they are bridges, they are wings! You fly over the land, only that you have your feet on the concrete. You feel the smell of air of the heights. You are born to... Continue Reading →

The Skewed Fate

I turned 18 on 22nd July, 2013. I’m not sure if I was particularly happy about getting hitched, to him, two days later, I wasn’t sad either. We got married on 24th. Aarif weds Nazma. My parents were happy though. Dr. Aarif was 32 then. There was a huge age difference, but we aren’t permitted... Continue Reading →

Numb Nothingness! 

The auto kept moving in the tempo of its monotonous noise and I was lost in the haze of running trees and houses. The mind had a shallow nothingness drowning into a deeper one like a leaf tide on a sinking stone. It was strange how the mind was totally empty even though it had... Continue Reading →

Blessed is the…

A compartmented repost from my post " The Divinity of Love" posted on 17th of august in 2016... "Today I went thru two such moments. No matter I see something like that everyday but noticing was what I did today. A cute little girl with her father! It soothes me a lot. Try it someday... Continue Reading →

Pangs!

I might survive this pang, I might survive the next pang, might survive  yet another fit... But how many times do I survive, till I survive?

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