Our breath dies several deaths when we hold pain whereas life enhances manifold as we decide to let go and move on.
Nurturing a blind wish for love is akin to living in a self-made trap. Awake!!! Revamp your individuality into a sturdy one.
Don’t WAIT to end abuse and toxicity. Close doors to it right away and walk out, even if that’s the only option left, for holding on is like a frog sitting in cold water placed over fire, oblivious to its own peril.
Ah! Little germ! What have you made of us? A dread of mess; a bundle of frayed nerves Thinking of our loved ones, we’re naught but goose bumps Even as I watch your victims every nanosecond slump What strange times we’ve today entered For you’ve quickly got everything overpowered Where are we headed, what’ll be… Continue reading Germ
River 1: I hope we meet someday…somewhere…but god knows when and where!!! River 2: Yes… united we started, grew together and darted out of the valleys and hillocks, seeking open seas but what’s this separation in between? Unfathomable! River 1: It was done for the benefit of the people, provide drinking water for the masses,… Continue reading Two Rivers…
Change is daunting, inexorable and yet why do we hopelessly obsess over resisting it? Wouldn’t it be ideal to go with the flow?
Aditya settled himself in the VIP lounge, with a cup of coffee and snacks, observing everything around with keen interest when he saw a bespectacled lady turning around, at the counter. He had an eye for the opposite sex, even at an age, as in the mid-forties and at a stage where he was the… Continue reading The Encounter
“See, I got a cup. You've got so many cups na? Now, I got mine”, declared my 6 year old daughter solemnly, with a serious demeanour, holding up the memento she’d received, emphatically challenging her dad. Recently she was also awarded a 'Star of the Week' certificate in her school, as an overall best performer… Continue reading We Defy…We Follow (#A Father’s Day Blog)
With mindless flicks, her brushes incessantly painted a blue door that stood amidst virgin white walls. Blue…the colour of sea…signifying trust, loyalty, commitment, intelligence, tranquillity, all of which she'd kept seeking after her better-half left a childless her, for another marraige. Her journey had been a lonely despair thereafter. Then one day, her step-son returned,… Continue reading What Is Yours Will Find You (#100WordStory)