A credence

​ I don’t have answers I need answers but you aren’t obliged to I do know   there was credence you were my refuge you still are or so do I trust   You are my hope makes me believe I have a better tomorrow   howbeit when I had to whimper for no mistake of…

Fathers day?love u dad.

Never have I expressed my love for daddy,because I always assumed showing how much I care wasnt cool,or simply didnt hassle.My daddy is the best must be an easy fancy of a daughter ,for I do know every dad loves their kid. I am indeed like every other kid out there,but I am not scared…

unbounded 21

I walked through the stony path of my colossal house. The eerie shadows of large stony walls which once induced foreboding now gave me a strange sense of solace. I climbed wearily into the house, the servants have left I hope.I found my wrinkled pale old granny sitting in a rocking chair near the pillar in…

Unbounded 20

My love, you aren’t mine anymore This cant be true, It must be a daydream I suppose or perhaps just a hallucination which might have been an consequence of my vivid imagination . Everything seems surreal more like a wish being granted, so beguiling that I can’t rely on the genuineness of the vision provided by dear own eyes, but cant deny I have terrific senses…

Unbounded 19

The cold winter breeze woke me up. I leered around , my bedspread muffled ,the books I read last night lay half opened half closed and obviously twitching between states heeding to the adjure of the wind. I am perhaps a pure mess .The grandfather clock led out its annoying shrieks which when I unknowingly…

you would never know

you know I have been walking alone for long, the alleys we strolled together now creepers crawl along,     The cold wind gushes through my clothes instilling memories ,that I taught myself to abandon     The fate, a mischievous cupid perfectionist in messing with my heart rendered your presence in my tranquil life made me…

Book review -god of small things

The god of small things by Arundhati Roy Lovely cover , lot of fame and intricate writing. Portrayed gods own country in its true colours. I am reading this book for about a month now, I do have to agree the fact that this book as old I am and has acquired quite an enormous amount critical acclaim,…

mom….

Mom,Where is my lunch?????? Mom I am late….. mom have you seen my English text….???? .mom my lab coat….. .mom…..dont you know I hate carrots why do you prepare this disgusting lunch?????I dont want this food…. …mom,can you please get money from daddy…..??? mom why are you always complaining about me.?????…I am grown up I…

A scream

Is it a curse? or malediction perhaps worse, to be a born as a girl, In this wretched world.   Confined or caged, we are nothing different than a immure bird. predicted to caper around with barbie dolls, and act as dull witted damsel in distress.   what are we considered ? perhaps a burden…

Mahashivrathri and me.

I know you must be puzzled at this word “me”, it is because I am gonna tell you about my shivrathri  . Are You A Devotee Or A Fan? I am rather an ardent fan of lord Shiva. Don’t you think he is cool. Obviously super cool, hard cored weathered god, with overwhelming musculature ,stunning physique. Not a…

My perfect valentine

Stars bloom in the pitch black sky, romantic wind pester with the love cry, but here in the couch he lies , snoring, my valentine….   Charming prince of mine, can there be someone more perfect? no great weight lifter he is, No illustrious charmer of ladies…   but he did ensnare my heart , sending me nuts at his pellucid…