A lovely stare

As he walked By her side Her heart raced Like a rollercoaster  ride.   Their eyes met Just for a second But it was more like An eternal hike.   Tiny giggles Perfect glares, Heart struck shut, Missing a beat or two.   Unknown they remained, But somewhere they retained, A petite feeling Love may…

Catherine-love letter

To Mr Agilesh, I am Catherine, I don’t think you could remember me as you would have moved ahead with your life. I am not writing this to resume or start a relationship with you or to disrupt your peaceful life. I am not sure if I would be alive when this letter reaches you….

Why is motivation so important?

I have speculated why are there so many motivational videos when we know what we have to do in order to attain our goals and we are capable of doing it. How can some random words of a stranger instil sense into our mind and propel us forward on the journey towards our goal? Here…

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 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,…

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…