My Black Hole. 

I’m collapsing. I have a void in me, now turning into a vacuum of humongous proportions. It’s my personal Black Hole… My personal Black Hole embellished with the memories of the mountains, the people, the terrain and the food. You never know what you miss till you experience it, right? Maybe not. I missed the…

Hungover on Thoughts.

I wake up every day; hungover. Hungover on the thoughts of him. His words echo in my love-sick brain, And his stories etched in my dreams… I wake up every morning; hungover. Hungover on the feeling of him. I spend my nights reliving his conversations, And days – Obsessing over them. I wake up every…

Quicksand. 

I’ve often heard people ask – What is love? (Baby don’t hurt me, baby don’t hurt me. No more. *habit*). Even more clichéd is the description of love. The fluttering of the feeble heart, the butterflies in the stomach, the knees going weak… We’re all too familiar with the list. But what if you had…

The “What do you want?”

Integral calculus, Newton’s laws or arabesque calculations… None of them petrify me as much as this one question – “What do you want?”. I’d rather study quantum physics than attempt to answer this question. Yes, that’s how much it scares me. Twenty one revolutions around the Sun later, I still look befuddled when someone has…

The modern essay on ‘Myself’.

I know what I am – A Hoarder. A hoarder of humans and emotions. I’m the person who can, perhaps, never understand what “No strings attached” means. Strings? Oh, I LOVE strings. Weave me a web of these strings and I’d lose myself in them, cloud my judgement, turn blind and yet, find happiness. I’m…

Writing to Writing.

My dearest, I have begun without knowing how to begin. Do I shower you with my sincerest apologies or do I go on to explain why I have blatantly neglected you? Do I promise to make it better or do I simply ask you for some time? You’ve been patient, my love; waiting every day…

“Forbidden” 

It’s a long, dreary night. She sits by her balcony,  listening to the sound of rain over her roof. The rain, the once soothing rain, tonight drives her anxiety, her fears and her nightmares. Instead of stepping away, she sits in the same spot for two not-so-long hours. She’s travelling into an unknown world relentlessly….

Fire and Ice. 

You’re fire and I’m ice. Either I extinguish you or you reduce me to nothing. That’s our nature. That’s our core. Your heat hurts me; burns me and strips me off my emotions. My freezing nature consumes you, rips you off your sanity. The lion does not love the lamb. Neither do ice and fire….

His letter. 

She reads his letters, over and over again. His gawky handwriting, the cancelation marks and the blotting of pale blue ink. She observes the impressions his words have made on the once crisp paper. Opened and folded a thousand times already, the letter is etched in her memory.  It begins with a conventional joke and…

To the men in my life…

Hello, there! How’s life? This one’s for you. Yes, you. When you put me down and thought that I’ll stay there, when you tried to suppress me expecting no retaliation. To my beloved father who believed in me and yet did not – you’ve taught me well, in fact better than what you’d like. Your…

Questions and Hope.

It’s almost 3 a.m, it’s that time when I’m almost asleep, but partially awake. I love it here. I truly, do. This tranquil state of slumber has me filled with positivity. It’s one of the most content feelings to ever surge through my heart. In this moment, in this place, there are no wars or…

Sherry.

He was an intelligent man, the kind that influenced everyone around him. He had carved his glory in a wall of stone. He built his ladder to success and his fate showered him with gifts. That was when he met her… Rouge lips and deep eyes, she was the most perfect entity he had ever…