When you fall to pieces,take those pieces and build something better In the starting, i thought it’s kinda normal, well I have this spring depression fever sort of thing in my life. This fever begins in the month of December somewhere and takes in its engulf by the Feb, so currently, it’s at its … Continue reading 5 phases
First day when he texted her [9/25/2016] he: do you own a blog? Drunk night thing happened [1/19/2017] he: from today you are my Lilypad 1weeks after our first date [2/13, 02:45] she: “I love you”…..This phraseIt’s just so nostalgic for me. It sounds like a promise, beautiful yet saddening.2 things that stop me from … Continue reading Tales of inked hearted
I come from small town, town with sea in east and hill in south. Beach is still not popular among new age travellers. It boast about its dutch port and light house which is now haunted. Railway station has 3 platform on which 10 trains stop for 5 mins each. Autos are still prime service, … Continue reading Love in the city
I m going to the cinema, Shyam announced to his classmates. He rushed to the teacher, ”mam can I go home”? No, the teacher yelled,” go back to seat”. shyam went quietly to his seat. his friends laughed from behind. he rosed up and went again,”mam can I go”? mam asked putting her horn-rimmed spec … Continue reading dad’s dilemma
Society, you have a crazy greed hogging on together, which you all agreed. You are full of misery feeding upon drugs, which you call luxury. You are bending streak poking nose into others, before checking own creek. Society, you are desperate soul seeking answers to known, flashing lights over night owls. You are wicked mob … Continue reading SOCIETY
Winter sunlight splits into rays of blue hues by falling over frost ridden window pane. It breaks into seven colours of rainbow and lands over her face. Lying next to her I stare at her warm body. Sunset complexion of her body strikes so vibrant under blue. Lazily twisting her fingers to block sunshine. I … Continue reading She is REBEL. I’m the son of RAGE and LOVE.
Frost on Dal has began melting spring has returned to valleys come, so that our shikara can sail. The graves have become mum no voices flows in rum Oh god, say something why there is no discussion about my beloved son ? Roses dried and barren even the heaven was in tears on our separation … Continue reading tulips plight