I remember the first time we were renovating our house. I was just a child, excited to see the old rooms being painted in new colours. But more than that, I was excited about the treasure hunt that was about to begun. I didn't care about the trouble it brings to the elders who had... Continue Reading →


Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet? You wouldn't know what rejection feels like then. If you have ever been cheated upon or been compelled to question your self worth in a relationship, you must be aware of how such events probably scar you for life. You don't know it at the... Continue Reading →

The City

Did you know this city didn't sleep tonight? It watched through the darkness which enveloped the night sky, The empty terrains waiting for a lover to pass by. It peeped through the ruffles that slip from the window Every time an engine stops near the road. It blinked with the light that impatiently waits for... Continue Reading →

Dear Diary,

Reading old diary entries is like hugging yourself. You look at the cause, you look at the flaws and you know what is going to happen next, you know exactly what did happen next but you can't stop yourself from falling in love with the sheer innocence of those words scribbled on the sheets. The... Continue Reading →


I'm a product of fragments I'm the fragment. My verse is broken My lyric cut, My word is scattered And, my story unheard. My reality is shaken And, life fractured. I'm a product of fragments I live in shreds. I crumble at touch That augurs trust; Sometimes, mist Othertimes, dust. I shatter at smiles With... Continue Reading →

When your mind is not your own.

Anxiety is poison for your mind and soul, take that. Despite having three, newly bought, master pieces of human genius infront of me, I could not muster the courage to pick up a book and start reading. There's no justified reason, why. I just couldn't. My mind wasn't with me. A thousand and hundred different... Continue Reading →

An attempt to Unread

She would see people around her celebrating their love for a book they had been reading, falling in love with it again and again, since years. The numbers swelling every time; 2-3-4-5 years and still counting. Sometimes, these posts were all forgotten over a new collection that had arrived at her disposal; other times, those... Continue Reading →

Comer Spring

She didn't want him to come. She never expected he'd. But he did. She didn't want to feel what she felt, but he insisted, persistently. And, she did. It terrified her, the intimacy words would create. It scared her, the feelings he would generate. She was in a happy place, all by herself. Her walls... Continue Reading →

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