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Science tells us that we, as human beings, are gifted in the sense that we possess the ability to think- something that animals cannot do. This ability has lead us to make discoveries and inventions, to establish structured education, and overall, to evolve into what we are today. Thinking is a blessing.

But recently, I’ve been forced to “think” otherwise. Thinking has its downsides as well. In…

I stand. I stand with my feet deep into the beach sand. I stand and I see you.

I see you but I can’t reach you.

I stretch. I stretch my arms into the depth of the waters. And I find you. Fallen. Into the valleys of the oceans of your mind. You f

eel like a wavy haze. And I try to hold you.

I hold you but I can’t feel your weight. I know something’s wrong. And I sit there, watching you disintegrate.

You want life. You want to live but for others. You want to please. You want to see the happiness reflect off the faces you touched. You want satisfaction. You want the axe that cut the tree and you want to make it pay. You want love. You want life again- anew, untouched, unbroken.

You want to try and, you want to try harder this time. You try hard but you realise that the axe has cut down a lot…

Yesterday, I dreamt of this wonderful place

with lawns, flowers, and teeny pups running about.

Everything was perfect, everything was insane

everything was a fairy tale beyond a doubt.

  but there remained an unease,

feeling of an incomplete puzzle,

like the locks with missing keys,

and a belt with an absent buckle.

  I ran into every room, looking for my dearest treasure

Guided by instinct, my…

There were times we would run

carelessly off the streets.

All around the big ol’ world,

laughing out aloud like little freaks.

It was a time I would go back to,

in days of misery…

And in those days, I would find

that there was no wait, and no hurry.

  It is a common thing,

to look back and reminisce.

For people are easy to find,

but comfort is the one we seek.

We would dance and sing,

and fight…

​It’s a funny thing- this fate, Full of surprises, shocks, and games.

It made us the best of friends-

From helping each other in need

To calling each other stupid names,

We’ve come a long way so far.

I do not know how to thank you

For all the support you’ve given me

When I felt I was falling down

You pulled me back up, made me stronger.

And there’s no doubt that when we part,

I will miss your…

It was so hard to concentrate. She had no idea what to do. She had not seen Texas before, and she had no clue which road led where. It was midnight and the woods were dark and scary. Should she run? Should she scream for help? Should she hide? What if he finds her… all this struggle would finally end, but it would cost her her life. That was okay. What she was worried about was her little…

Hearing her own breath,

In this little room of darkness

The walls reflecting her own fear,

Terror rushing through,

forming a whole prism of horror.

In this hushed room-

Solitude that is unwanted,

Silence that is unknown,

Shelter that is perilous.

Open eyes, hurting to be closed

And a beating heart that ceases to slow..

Should she fight, flight or freeze?

Desperate for aid, apprehension taking…

This is not how it was supposed to be

This is not how it was supposed to be

Life, as I know now, and before,

Was never this genuine, never this kind.

Twists and turns, pits and holes

Numerous, unending, unpredictable.

  This is not how it was supposed to be

You, us, this unbelievable thing

Has put me into a dilemma

Can such things happen? Or am I dreaming again…

This love- the give and take

The texts, the talks, the hugs, the walks

D…

It might seem too much at once For too fast do things now go To wait, oh why wait? For we’ve delayed enough

It’s a question, something to wonder about Wait for the right time, Or make the time right? Seems to be at all times, a huge dilemma

Learning with experience Or the mould that shapes you Go ahead, make mistakes And do it all over again

Go with the flow, Let your thoughts guide you Intuition…

Courses that come under the umbrella of Humanities, especially Psychology, aren’t considered very ‘demanding’ subjects in India. All parents expect their kids to either become an engineer or a doctor; or if not, contribute to the family business. When I broke it to my parents that I wanted to take up arts (humanities/social sciences), they weren’t excetly supportive of it. Their point was, that…

How easy really, is it, to get tired of life?

Difficult question to ask?

Actually, it’s pretty darn easy. Just try to remember the number of times you would have said ‘my life sucks’, or ‘why is my life like this’ or all related sentences till this point in your life. Or every time you’ve frowned at the thought of it.

I myself do it all the time. And then I think all deeply about how I should do…