Grief: An Unwanted Emotion

In the perpetual reverie of nothingness, grief is that emotion which holds you tightly and squeezes you until all you can is gasp, splutter, and take your last breath before you fall in its clutches. Life is profound and human being is capable of such emotions that makes you go in awe but sometimes they…

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If I give love, I remain empty handed

Love is such a profound emotion. When a person comes to feel it, they are surrounded by it. Love can be innocent yet on the opposite wild too. Love between two friends can be illustrious yet if the relationship between two friends requires work from one side is toxic in its entirety. My body is…

Close Your Eyes and Smile.

It is that time of the year when school officially ends and it is time to lay around and laze with a glass of refreshing lemonade to lift your mood. Fascinating isn't it, but reality is that for me the unending torture of examinations still looms like an upcoming threat of execution on the guillotine.…

Unspoken Challenges

This is something I have never discussed before. Dealing with an OCD patient is challenge at yet, particularly, when its your own parent struggling with the deepest, darkest recesses of their mind where imaginations and stories struggle with defining whats reality and whats myth. Observing and dealing with my mother who has to fight with…

Jealousy is an ominous feeling….

Today was a day of mixed feelings. Excitement, anger, misery,.......jealousy! I always talk about how I adore my writing and focus my person to do the best. It seems petty but it felt like a stab on my work. It was declared as pathetic and lacked elements for an excellent spell. It hurt and I…

18 is all but a figure!

On 23rd February, 2000, my mother brought me into this world. 18 years later on the same, faithful day I turn 18. People ask why are you excited? To grow old? To become legal in sense? They ask do you feel any different? In its entirety, 18 is all but a figure. It seems so…

Visualizing myself…

Every night is spent in anticipation for the upcoming future, latest daydreams to weave in the cocoon of blankets, wishes entangled in every breath exhaled. This is what describes me every night...my visual self. That was prologue. Several chapters of my life are still incomplete. Gaps and holes are found in every chapter but than…

Why blog after an year?

When I last blogged I was the child who was anticipating the new adventures and promises A-levels brought with it. A-levels was supposed to be something about self exploration, personal development and advancing several stairs up on the maturity scale. The reality is like pain searing through my body. Honestly, that's me trying to be…

Fear it is….

Fear is like that bed partner which creeps up on you, remains up the sleeve of your neck, and as soon as you turn to face it becomes like that horrible monster which used to haunt your memories when you were still in the body of a young mind; carefree, careless and vivacious. It is…

Changed in 4 years….

Humming to the tune of Justin Bieber ft D Snake 'let me love you', I am reminded of old memories. As old as 4 years ago. I had developed my love for writing but it was immature, needed editing, needed spanking and all the necessary nourishment that any writer would require. In these 4 years,…