It's a brand new day, and the sun is as bright as your parent's smiles when they first held you in their arms. The birds are jolly, but you can't hear their voices because this city has woken up, and everyone is once again ready to live their monotonous life. The same old clinking of … Continue reading The Morning After My Death
Category: BLOGS
Do we inhale or exhale our last breath?
Have you ever seen someone taking their last breath? Do we inhale or exhale our last breath? Maybe it all depends on us. If we want to take the air around our loved ones with us, we inhale. And if we wish to leave our presence in this world, we exhale. I still remember how … Continue reading Do we inhale or exhale our last breath?
I CAN MAKE IT RIGHT
I am in the phase of my life where all I see is myself. No! this isn't being selfish but being aware of my happiness and peace. Right now, I don't have my eyes on anyone, not looking for someone or something. I don' crave to be loved, touched, hugged or kissed like I wanted … Continue reading I CAN MAKE IT RIGHT
I Will Love.
So often I have been given a piece of unwanted advice, "Love yourself and you won't need anyone else to love you." It has always sounded irrelevant and insensible to me. If I want to be loved, this doesn't mean that I don't love myself enough. I guess, because I am in love with myself, … Continue reading I Will Love.
The Leftover from Yesterday
“What are you doing? Please stop!” Avni woke up drenched in sweat even when the AC was on. Her breathing was fast; she kept her hand on her chest like it could have slowed down the pace of her pounding heart. I was staring at her, wondering what has been wrong , "why does she … Continue reading The Leftover from Yesterday
Why Death Becomes the Escape?
Isn't it devastating when people find death as the only answer to their pain & sufferings. " SUICIDE IS NOT AN OPTION." "HE WAS A COWARD." "SHE WAS SELFISH, NOT EVEN FOR A SECOND SHE THOUGHT ABOUT HER PARENTS." We so easily call them a coward or a loser but I think it takes guts … Continue reading Why Death Becomes the Escape?
A Cacophony of Valediction
He unlocks the door and asks me to step inside the house. I enter and look around as if I am here for the first time but instead, we both know it is going to be the last. For the last time, we will be at the same place, face to face, feeling each other's … Continue reading A Cacophony of Valediction
A Love Letter in This Pandemic.
Hey You! It has been long since I wrote to you. The last time we met, I had no idea that things would go this wrong, no one actually had. We had no clue that a pandemic would take over the world. If I had known this by any mean, I would have stared at … Continue reading A Love Letter in This Pandemic.
It is hard to look at…
Both of them were fighting, my roommate and her friend, this new graduation friendship was blooming, only they weren't aware of it. I was there beside them, lost somewhere, looking for someone whose arrival was certain but meeting him was not. It was the night of going back home, after two months. I was on … Continue reading It is hard to look at…
“You Are Not The Only One Struggling.”
"Step out and see people have it a lot worse than you,Your problems are nothing compared to theirs." People do not realize how hurtful it is to say things like this to someone who is going through something bad in his/her life.