Fulfilment

Struggle, and not fulfillment, 

makes the journey of life complete

which induces the flow of vehement

emotions throughout my body. 

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Catharsis

One can’t write unless one feels. Though I feel something almost everyday, yet there are some days when my mind is void of all. There is a numbness that I feel all over me, inside and outside. At such a time, I crave for a muse and reminisce the loss of many muses in the past who played a beautiful role in shaping variant parts of me. 

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Beautiful

You are unbelievably beautiful. This is peculiar than it should have been. In intervals and after breaks, I find myself logging in and surfing your social profiles to look at your pictures. When they can’t convince me of your existence (I don’t know it as I haven’t met you yet), I keep examining your movements in your videos on those sites, playing them on loop. Please don’t get offended. I don’t do it on purpose and this is not the only thing I have got to do in my whole day. Whenever my mind is free, even for a snap of moment, from the daily routine of my college and the concerns related to my studies and career, it wanders off to thoughts about you. 

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