Not a diary entry

Since my oh! so romanticised move to the UK, haywire would be an understatement to describe my literally timeless schedule. Thus, here I am, waking up to the setting noon’s napalm colors, preparing my first meal of the day. Very “uni student” of me, innit? The days seem like a time loop of cleaning, laundry […]

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Trapped

Here I lay, drowningHopeless, helplessIn the dusky emptinessClouded by judgement andraw, meaningless expectations. These coarse wallsBrush my arm, scratch them,but that is all.I’m still stuckWithin the hurtful wallsOf those obliterating thoughts. I kept reaching out.Keep reaching out.A Futile attemptAt a vague escapeFrom a faceless selfTo becoming my own Alas! One day,Wish I could say a […]

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A vow

Soothing Sunday breeze Filled the moment of silence Right after that question. Oh how that one line Set his sense of surety ablaze. Cold feet, is what people call it But he knew it just wasn’t it There they stood On the altar Bride-to- be smiling Through her veil Her eyes spoke what Any bride […]

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A celestial commotion

Mornings in our household usually begin with us waking up to my mother’s wide grin who happens to be rather peppy and energetic in the early hours of the day when compared to the later half. But for the past few months my father and I have been waking up to exclamatory words like, “aiyyo!”, […]

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The Great Escape

“Thud thud!” The thumps of a  large man could be heard through the cupboard door. He slyly tried to hide. Behind him an intrusion of his kind waited quietly for a signal. “When the door slides open we must run. Hide. Preferably outside the house. We’ve had more than enough.” He’d instructed everyone.  Not one […]

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A hidden face

Rise and shine porcupine, Prickly and picky as you are Hard to get through to But still touched by the most trivial acts. Brushing away your flowy hair,  Seemingly perfect the reflection On the glitzy mirror But just as fragile  Your inner self Gently you pat the powder On to your bruised face Hiding the truth,  The […]

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Time?

Time. Well what is it? Just an hour ,a minute,a second Of the constantly ticking clock? Or Just a small segment Of our transient life? Time is precious, some say. Like the rubies and emeralds? But what we consider A part of our life, Cannot be analogized To stones originating under our feet, Can it? […]

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The Questionable Us

It was a lovely Sunday morning , the sun shone brightly signifying the beginning of the Indian summer. the clock struck half past nine. the three of us, my mom, dad and I were sitting in the living room downstairs. A few minutes later my mom asked me if I could go and dry the […]

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The Mango Tree

It was a bright sunny Tuesday morning. The lawn was lush green and the mango tree added to the serene tranquility, with its yellow-green fruits and fresh leaves. To the little boy it was a seemingly perfect day to make a climb up that very mango tree in his lawn. The fact that his parents […]

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Youth

Gone are the days, when we danced in the rain, ignoring all the gloom and negativity Gone are the days, when we stayed up all night long until the dawn broke grooving to the beats of a wordless melody Gone are the days, when we rebelled Oh! so boldly against the wrong and the wicked […]

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