“The wound is the place where the light enters you”-Jalaluddin Rumi I lost a loved one recently. Somebody I shared the purest, most unconditional love with. For an indefinite period of time I had terrible brain-fog. All my life I feared this moment. I always thought what am I going to do if he is…… Continue reading Wound that gave way to the Light
So, Google says “an outlier is a person or thing situated away or detached from the main body or system” I have been living away from friends and family for 3.5 years now. I am resident of one of the most happening place on the planet, yet I miss giggles of my folks. The same…… Continue reading Confused Outlier
We all are served with different food boxes by fate. Some boxes have intricate patterns on them, some are plain cardboard. Some boxes contain skillfully wrapped delicacies, whereas some just have barely enough bread. When we are hungry we have to chose and feed ourselves from our very own box. We can’t share. We can’t…… Continue reading The Food Boxes
Once upon a time I was busy working at home in my usual attire that comprised of a black trouser and tee, listening to music in headphones at a deafening volume. I was preparing a report that had to be submitted next day, lying on my bed in the pool of files, books, pencils, highlighters…… Continue reading Mom- The invincible champion!!
The journey we take to reach adulthood pretty much takes away our innocent smile, our carefree attitude, our stupid mistakes, our sharp wit, that ever-flickering spark of madness from us. The courage we had when we used to fall down, get up, dust ourselves and start running again. Our craziest dreams which made us believe…… Continue reading Helplessness that lead to Rejuvenation.
I traveled few days back to come back to a calamity stricken home. The whole place looks like a zoo where the zookeeper left some two month back. Actually it looks like first there was tsunami as everything I possess is scattered like literally EVERYWHERE!!! I struck my foot so many times that one toe…… Continue reading The White Lily
It’s a beautiful misty morning. Your hands stuffed in your pockets as you walk slicing the fog around you. The only sound hitting your ear drums is of your medicated slippers touching the damp road. Indignation on your mind, grief crushing your heart still you have a faint smile on your lips as you have…… Continue reading Roller Coaster