The Shushed Talks

Pornography is not an embodiment of freedom of speech and freedom of occupation and acclaimed widely. Even if it is what it claims, it is very restricted and more widely it is twisted and loopholed throughout. Read more...

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Pain is an old friend!

“Emotions are no advantage! Everyone you love either dies or leaves! Emotions are just a survival strategy for animals and the beings that are more animal (humans!). They are nothing more than curtains behind which you can momentarily hide or a plan for parasitic or symbiotic living or a strategy to have sex; for pleasure or to avoid extinction; a fact that no one acknowledges!” 

The Wings of Heaven… 

Long time back, I was wandering in the gardens of heaven. I was flying, dancing ecstatically into the eternity of happiness. But with time it clichéd and became monotonous. I went to the lord and asked him to spice up my stale life. He, with a smile, pulled out his sword and chopping my wings... Continue Reading →

Tai Ji

“The hen or you are out,” He declared. A perished dog completely black with mysterious tilak shaped white patch on its forehead, with upright ears and cut tail stood at one far end, camouflaging itself rather unsuccessfully in the bushes, looking at the chaos. “I would rather die,” her high voiced words as wobbly as... Continue Reading →

She was different! 

She wanted to read me. She always demanded me to write a story. She was intrigued by the elemental constituents of fables.  “History is short-lived and delusionary. Fables are the essence of humanity, living to the eternity,” she would argue. She believed that everyone and everything has a story and all of them, without exception,... Continue Reading →

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 →

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