New on my Instagram blog:- "It is easier to lose track of honesty. Standing in the middle of a noisy room, screams echoing, lies lingering above the heads of lousy strangers; eyes meet, but for whatever brief moment they do, they only find excuses to break away. Such rooms are no less than mazes. They …
Dark Side of the Moon
When I walk, I walk alone; The tenders of my feet caress these rough barren lands each night,and from what I knowmy tears, sometimes, water them; I doubt if they are fond of me,if they appreciate my presence,or, if they can’t stand me, can they? Do they despise watching me invade their previously unwavering abandonment?Do …
Shadows
What is hiding in the shadows?Who is this demon? How have I not crossed paths with it yet? I have been lurking around in this darkness since the dawn of this moonless night.Who is this ghoul that managed to save itself from my quest? Has my search been hasty? Have I missed some corners? I …
To the one who is afraid to heal…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KONq0zK0ZPg&t=1s You know, our ego does this strange thing. It tries to build an identity around our traumas. It wears scars as badges of honor and flaunts them in front of carefree smiles. We define our worth from the tears we shed each day. Pain validates us, we go around collecting it just like a …
Sometimes I wonder…
Sometimes I wonder if the leaves have stopped rustling with you not being around. Did you take the wind away or is it just the silence you left behind? Flowers have wilted down, and those standing have lost their charm. Did you crush them under your spiteful steps or is it just the love you …
Lifeless….
I was lying there. Still. Lifeless. Numb....yet breathing. With a body, curled up.... curled up like a fetus, waiting for light to dawn upon her untouched body. But....with a body, cold.... cold as a dead and stale corpse, waiting for the ferocious hungry beasts to take away what death left behind. With eyes, wide and …
That fire…
When I walked through…. Fallacy… The heat of these dancing flames... it feels like a taunt at my crimson wounds. The sly scarlet mocks my fears...as I stand here, in front of this great wall of fire. These flames...they rejoice their might, they celebrate their terror. They laugh when they prosecute the innocent, they frown …
When I walked through….(Chapter-10)
Click here to read chapter-1. Stella stood in front of the door; her hand was resting on the doorknob and her eyes were closed…not to hide the gloom that ruled her heart for the past seven years…but to feel the warmth of the sun that had just dawned on the sky of her life. “Are …
When I walked through….(Chapter-9)
Click here to read chapter-10. Alex slowly opened his eyes as he woke up from a long night's sleep. His head was slightly hurting and he felt a little dizzy because of the influence of all the medicines. It took a while before he completely gained his consciousness. He looked around in hopes of finding …
When I walked through….(Chapter-8)
Click here to read chapter-9. Stella gasped! She was terrified! Standing in front of the window, pressing her hands against it, she could not believe that she was about to meet her parents. She could not believe that after whatever she did, her parents would still want to meet her! It felt as if, at …
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