Do Not Read

Well I do not know what’s why am I going blank. As if I am out of all the ideas of the world, feeling so useless and used up. I am just being too lazy about doing anything. I am feeling too lazy to go up to the market and buy some stuffs to continue

Toxic Parenting

I was just trying to calm myself for very long. I am just tired of life, tired of people it seems. As I am growing I feel that growing ache in my heart. All the society’s and parent’s expectations seem to burden up so much on me. My parents have already told so much cause

I Keep Silence

I do not understand why is everyone so fucking “cared” about me? I do not get the point. On the name of sympathy they would be putting their heads into everything and act as if such a poor little baby I am. I do not like this fact. I have been back home for about

A Perfect Failure

Where have I ever been successful in life? Neither in career nor in love…Though I am only nineteen but am expected to make every living being on this planet proud, keeping aside my own story, my expectations, my wishes. Just because I have been a good student all my life, it was my parents who

Queen Of Small Town

Residing in everyone’s heart isn’t easy. It makes people think in a wrong way about you. Through the stages of life, I have seen myself change. I have seen my perceptions change about people and things. The world is not only three dimensional, it’s dimension is infinite. People see it through different ways and angles.

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

Oh My Ardour

I just long for a little space in my shadowsI have been wanting it for so longMy heart, it can’t ever settle itselfSuch valiant I haven’t ever seen it to be Why can’t I reach where I meant to beWhere am I lost? Oh divinity!What did come off me?Oh my ardourWhat did you get To

I Fear The LIVING More Than The DEAD

This blog is dedicated to a social cause. It contains sensitive discussions, some might agree, some may not. I hope you would read it through the eyes of an understanding and vulnerable reader! I ain’t scared of ghosts ever. I don’t fear the dead! I fear the LIVING more than the DEAD. Today’s blog is