All My Life I Have Been a “Good Girl”

As I was wondering and squeezing out my brain on what to write yesterday cause everything seemed so well placed, I got content once more! Thanks to my mom, she always keeps me fulfilled with things to write about! It’s been almost three days since I am back home from college. As it’s been so

A Bad Bitch

It’s raining outside. The sky seems gloomier than ever. I am back home after four months of college and everything seems to just fade in front of my eyes. I feel lonelier than ever, just as I used to feel back then, a few four months back. Those four months of my college life seemed

I Don’t Want To Live Like A Dead

Too many insecurities in my life!! I am currently so unarranged, broken, confused, unorganized in my life that I do not know what to do. People, even my parents, have everyday accused me so much, let me down so bad, that I have lost every confidence in myself. I have lost trust, love, believe in

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 a

Darkness Of My Soul

Welcome back to me after a long long long time. Seems like its been ages since I spilled out what’s in the bowl of my heart but you can’t blame me for that!! I have been too preoccupied recently followed by a certain pause. Spent my vacation going back to my roots after so long.

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 my

A Happiest Nightmare

I may not be as strong as they areBut I am neither weak as wellWhy can’t you believe in my powersWhy didn’t you pick me up at times when I fell My heart cries in pain as IThink of all I did bearI wished I could confide all to you, mom and dadThat would have