A lesson taught by life….

I was once taught , rage hatred and stress leads to ruin, perhaps  they are mistaken, I have interred it shows us the truth upright. by instilling the passion from its slumber. whereas love peace and affection are deceptive, we lie inert dreaming under its canopy, Forgetting the world around me….fooled by sweet words and…

Walking home…..

A girl of fifteen is walking alone in the pavement.As she paces forward her hands steadily wipes the tears that spurts down her cheeks.As a person walking behind her I wondered what must have really bothered her,I decided against asking her because she is a complete stranger to me,but some sort of inquisitiveness overtook me…I…

My broken angel……

I blamed god for my misfortunes… until the very second I met you, In your broken smile…and bony frame, dear I found something I never knew I had.   I can remember those days when I cry as I hurt myself, but now I do not have tears for my pain, because it is been…

THE IMMORTALS OF MELUHA- the book review…

Immortals of meluha,the secret of nagas and the oath of vayuputras belongs to Shiva trilogy written by Amish.I have read these books in the same year the oath of vayuputhras was published that was few years back and I cannot deny the fact that I read it in a single stretch….. I must tell you…

Absence…..

Every time I hear footsteps down the lane, I sprint down the stairs ,seeking your presence…. Just to realize it was an other passer by and not you. Your absence clipping my heart in two.  

The witch of portobello….book review

Many people referred me this book for years I dont know why I was never able to read it…..but I read it recently This book is nothing what its name underlies,I read this book ,thinking it will turn out like the secret circle or any other witch story……but it was much more….more practical.I must tell…

I wish to relive those days with you……but I cant….

  I wish I can forget you but I lose….I cant I cry,,,,,,,,,, I enter my native village , I walk across the fields with a heavy luggage as I mounted off the bus .I love walking across these places but with a heavy luggage it is not of much pleasure.

Y do I live??

I sit here in darkness because I am scared of light.The light reveals the truth which  I least welcome,perhaps I hate.I am contented in my splendid ignorance,because reality hurts me more than any maladies.How long will I run,I should face it one fine day,why not today because I have nay courage.My tears always unanswered. I…

My first book review-persuasion

I am not sure if I have the right to review the book of literary legend like Austen’s work but still I am trying to tell what I felt after reading the book persuasion.It is really hard for a book to please me but this is an exception. I became an ardent fan of Jane…