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Woman’s World

The series of events that occurred is true. It was a series of minute situations coming together and the intuitive gut feeling that you get that turns out to be true. I woke up today morning thinking about the work I had to complete and today out of all days I had finished getting ready and eating before time. Today out of all day I choose the route I don’t usually go by just because it’s easier.…

Woman’s World

The series of events that occurred is true. It was a series of minute situations coming together and the intuitive gut feeling that you get that turns out to be true. I woke up today morning thinking about the work I had to complete and today out of all days I had finished getting ready and eating before time. Today out of all day I choose the route I don’t usually go by just because it’s easier.…

Through a lot of thought searching, I have decided to write anything and everything I can think of to get over this tar of a feeling of not being able to write as much as I want. Not that I have avid followers and readers but I whoever reads this and decides to follow me, I am going to commit to writing and all shit that goes through my head.

I just recently went through my old writings  and some…

Learning to Breathe Under Water

  I wasn’t thrown into the deep end of the pool, I willingly walked into the calm but dark ocean and I didn’t care that I couldn’t swim; I was ready to drown, I was ready to leave this place which had become so comfortable and lovely. The water was rising and I felt goosebumps go through me as my whole body went cold. Someone was there, talking to me but he wasn’t trying to save me, he didn’t…

via Daily Prompt: Faded She returned home after 8 years and she stood at the threshold where she once played at, now it all seemed so far away, like it wasn’t even her who was playing in this house. She stood there for few minutes to see if she could remember what things had changed but all her memories suddenly seemed so iffy. She looked around at the rooms to see what she remembered there, all…

 A familiar scent Whiffs me off my feet. I stop mid-action, With a ghost smile. I see myself walk down a similar road, One I travelled a long time ago, Whose turns and rocky patches I know too well. I stop and admire the scene nostalgia creates, I see the abrupt way the road ends, I see history and chemistry, Standing at the opposite ends. One cannot forget the other cannot forgive. Once they…

The wounds are self-inflicted When the clarity, The wasted doses of reality Become just a voice in your head, A vision in your periphery. When the sensible reality Is chewed away by the fires of neurons. The damage is self-inflicted When you muddle over the what ifs And become blind to what is. When you yearn for the imaginary And rather skip to death Than to live the lows of the life. And as I…

Father’s Fears.

The media was extensively covering the marriage of John Rottenberg to his model girlfriend of two years. His face was plastered everywhere, it clamoured from the walls and billboards. He was a big name in the business and movie industry and it was only natural to see his name and face everywhere, it was a good looking face with stern features and a jawline that gave him an edge on perfection. He…

When he first saw her he couldn’t believe his luck, when she first saw him she was gratified. When both of them met for the first time it was an outburst of butterflies all over their body. When they held hands, it was electrifying and her tiny soft hands sank right into his and it couldn’t feel better than that. It was their first relationship, first love and everything was new and exciting for…

‘You sure you want to do this?’ said Tejas feeling the last minute anxiety take over his sweaty palms. He wasn’t sure whether he should be with his best friend this particular moment. He knew that today things might get out of hands, today he might lose his control more than ever and there would be nobody to stop him.

Looking hard in the mirror, without ever looking back to Tejas he said ‘I need…