There are so many things that trigger you. This was one such thing which triggered me this Holi. We might take it on a light note, saying it’s just a joke. But I am tired of reading this post on almost every fkn page on social media. “Tumne esa kia toh me molestation ka case […]Read More MOLESTATION CASE KAR DUNGI!
I stand here amongst you all, With the happy faces and the laughing souls Moments of euphoria and I’m now lost In the world full of colors, called thoughts. I have been here before, It had been the same faces and the same abode, Oh! It was the so damn same me back then for […]Read More Hiding From The Devil
A body well taken cared of, A heart, cold and desolate A mind with wrangling thoughts, A soul dying in despair. Shoulders low tonight, lips mumbling, ‘I create problems for everyone, No one is happy with me’, A silent tear escaping his eyes, not mine to keep. My heart demanding to embrace him, My arms […]Read More WHAT AM I THEN?
‘Real Men Don’t Rape’ I am tired of reading and listening these certain words. I mean what does it mean? If we believe in these words then probably these wordings would be correct too ‘Real Women Do Not Get Raped’. Am i right? If my getting raped labels me to be filthy and unfit for […]Read More Real Women Do Not Get Raped
You walk down the path, Trying to get to a particular point, Which in your mind or whatsoever, Is the place for you that is destined. An ‘only yours’ journey, And a life with obstacles at your prime, Wrestling with the harsh world, With failed attempts to truly be fine. One. . . Two . […]Read More THE END IS THE BEGINNING TOO
I knew he was there, Somewhere in the dark waiting for me, With its intention to slaughter me inch by inch, To unlock the door I had so cautiously sealed. I, with these locked doors Layed silently yet not peacefully My heart thumping inside of me Alerting me to all the menace and possibilities. The […]Read More THE DOOR WASN’T LOCKED
Proclivity It wouldn’t be true if I said, ‘I do not want to feel you close again’ For my eyes manifest the truth, Clearly your touch, I fail to abstain. The profuse libido obscure to the world, Is never really off display for you to savor; Trying to fly to my life, to my good, […]Read More CRAVING FOR YOUR TOUCH
‘You fight your toughest battles alone’, Should that be termed as a curse or a boon? I fought mine too, Not a battle precisely but a condition surely fraught; Where I looked at the road they had taken, With silence as their response to my throbbing call. Yet it wasn’t me alone. . . A […]Read More A LIFE WITHIN ME
Bliss Chandigarh is pretty famous for its fun and hang-out places. Personally, I haven’t been to many such places. I am not much of a hang-out person I suppose. But there’s this one place I fell in love with the moment I stepped inside and would strongly recommend to all of you to visit at […]Read More BOOKS N BREW, THE BLISS