Life is but a transverse wave!

Saturday I was up till late. It was a long night first spent correcting papers and then began the spell of queasiness and questioning. What is life? Where am I headed in life? What exactly do I want from it? And is it really as good as people make it out to be? I am…

Let’s get ‘Santa’mental!

A few days before Christmas I saw a reel on Instagram where a child asked his father if Santa was real. The father responded in the affirmative but could not give a convincing answer. The child then went to Alexa and asked if reindeer could fly and Alexa informed that reindeer could not fly. The…

Random Thought! #37

The phoenix incinerates with its touch not out of malice but because it is born from its ashes to keep the fire burning. We all are born with the ability but are ignorant of the fire within. Be dazzled, dazed like the fireflies but remember that we are born to spread the light and not…

The Writer

Her day had just begun when he came to meet her with a flutter in his heart and stars in his eyes, a lanky teen of sixteen with nervous excitement. “First love!” She knew the moment she saw him. He came in and stood in an awkward silence. She beckoned him to take a seat in…

The Giving Life?

I bubble and boil and cause turmoil. Thickening hardening as I churn I cause pain, Oh! I burn. Bringing chaos, causing gloom… a sense of only doom. Yes I am this but also that; the one who alone for a fact, is the salve to soothe and calm. Protect, nurture, save from harm. You see…

Emerald City

Some time back a friend had wished for me that the straight-line finds me soon and the yellow brick roads lead to somewhere nice and not the Emerald City. Now whoever have read their childhood literature would know that Emerald City is the place where all the dreams and hopes could be fulfilled but with…

Random Thought! #35

She knew the world was better without her yet lived on shamelessly, to be pushed away because even death didn’t want her. Her breath continued… to make a noise.

A Slice of My Past!

I got my house redone and painted in the month of March and most of the redundant things have been gotten rid of. But then, there are things which have nothing more than sentimental value and we tend to keep them for the simple reason that we cannot think of parting with them or throwing…

And there’s nothing to write again.

I am truly in awe of the people who can write regularly or challenge themselves to write every day and succeed. It takes a lot of creativity, imagination and dedication to come up with a write-up worth sharing on a regular basis. My last post on the blog was almost a fortnight ago and that…

Random Thought! #30

She was ready to disintegrate into particles to merge with him. Yet he had to break her bit by bit.