Aiming Tranquility-2


In the café, I pull out a napkin from the holder and momentarily glance out of the window. It’s evening now, and the weather is perfect. The lazy wind makes the leaves on the trees shiver slightly. A perfumery of scents outside chills me up. I close my eyes and breathe in the divine air, and turn my gaze to the napkin. I unfold the napkin and with a pencil, I begin to sketch my dreams on it…                                                                     Read more


The Santa and The Satan

That’s deep. 🙂


It was dark. The bulb glowed faintly, and was the only source of light. He walked up to the drawer, took a prolonged glance at it. The drawer held the weapon of his vengeance. After a long time,he lifted up his gaze up to face a loathing figure standing in front of him.

A reflection. 

Taking his time, he absorbed the sight lying forth. Hollow eyes, chapped lips, lean frame that indicated a severe case of malnutrition. That was all he could see.

“Too long. I have faced this ordeal long enough. My only friend, my only soul mate, turned against me.All but life was all I ever craved about, but he never understood. Why do I have to face all this? This disease is this the reason why he humiliated me in public, and left my dignity to rot? Well,if this disease is eating him up, it will consume…

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Frozen Dreams


The urge to interrupt him before he has finished is overwhelming. There are so many things I can relate to; it’s as if we are soul-mates. It’s as if we were born from the same star.  Oh man, I can complete his sentences. But I remain quiet, lost in the bliss of his warm and pacifying voice.

We both are kept in different cells, but the walls that separate us have been kind enough to let our voices reach each other. We’ve never seen each other. His voice is the only thing I can feel. It is the sole proof of his presence. I can listen to him all day. Read more

Diary of an Introvert


Some quick facts about me: I’m a simple girl. I’m the “master of silence”. I love simple things- funny, considering how deep and complex my mind is. You’ll never know what I’m thinking behind my eyes. I like being alone rather than being in a bad company. I have too much going for myself to settle for less. I prefer a small intimate circle of friends. A large group is a big no for me. No matter how rude you get to me, I always know how to keep it cool (and then make you regret everything you said).

All these personality traits prove that I’m an introvert.  Read more

A Sky Without Stars


I love the city.

Yeah, I do. I simply love it. When I see the Sun shining through the skyscrapers, with its yellow sunbeam cutting through the blue, and paints the sky like a gay canvas, I feel the city. When I see the people venturing into something new everyday, and working their way through the day in the immense quagmire of the world, I feel the city. And when the night becomes my kingdom, dance my prayer, and entertainment my god, and the loud music drowns out the pain inside, I feel the city.
No wonder I love the city. I simply love it.

But when I walk out of the city, venturing into the quiet, and accept whatever awaits my arrival, whether it is a meadow, a forest, or simply an open space, I take a quick glance at the sky, the sight in front of me pushes into…

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