Why I Left Him?

Yeah! People say, I left him. People say I am a playgirl. His friends know me to be a traitor. But nobody knows the real story. Never did they bother to ask, “Why I left?”. Did I ever really wanna leave him? Well I know, he has his part of the story to justify hisContinue reading “Why I Left Him?”

Too Many Fucks Given

Yes! Already given too many fucks in life. I do not know why, now I just want to focus on happiness. Something that gives me life, someone who gives me light, I want them all. I have left caring of all those shits people talk about me. I have left caring about all those bitchesContinue reading “Too Many Fucks Given”

They Don’t Want Me To Smile

Is it always important to fight for survival? Is it always important for us to think what others think of us? Is it always necessary to satisfy others with our status? Is is always important to keep fighting until you are finally dead? Can’t we take a pause and look at life the simpler way?Continue reading “They Don’t Want Me To Smile”

Can Slapping Be Blessing?

Should parents physically abuse their children? Is slapping, thrashing, beating really helpful in shaping a child? Why can’t problems just be solved with words and love? I often wonder if people really feel that children have no right to keep feelings. They can be abused whatever the way elders want in the name of “elder’sContinue reading “Can Slapping Be Blessing?”

I Am A “Bad Girl”

You know what, my fault is to be a “GIRL”! Yes, it is. Though Indian families claim to be always too open minded, they somewhere either do not know the meaning of this fucking word or they really love to boast of things they do not possess. In reality, being a “Girl” is still aContinue reading “I Am A “Bad Girl””

I Am Scared Of Love

An endless sea that has no shore. I have drowned in it long ago. I remember finding a boat once. The sailor said, “Trust me I will take you home”. As a happy child I thanked God, “This sailor has saved my life”. He rowed for long enough, made my trust stronger. “Yeah! He isContinue reading “I Am Scared Of Love”

If I Wasn’t Alive

I cried a lot today. Stains of tears still alive on my cheeks. I can’t withstand this anymore. How much can you tolerate? How much can you pacify yourself? How many times can you stamp the fire burning inside you? I can’t anymore. I was randomly scrolling through my dad’s Whatsapp where I found myContinue reading “If I Wasn’t Alive”

Happy As A Flying Bird

From my childhood, I have always been afraid of loosing people. Be it whether the fear of someone’s death or the fear of parting from someone, I have never been able to tackle situations as such. I love being around people, smiling, making memories, spending time with them and in due course, I get soContinue reading “Happy As A Flying Bird”

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