Finally Satisfied

Well, I made an art after quite a long time. When I do whatever my heart wants, enclose myself into the world I created of my own, I feel a sense of calmness and serenity in me. The feeling is incredible! I still remember those days when I used to be filled with art and

Bring The Rain With You

When you come babyBring the rain with you My heart wants to cry out loud My wishes stay just till my lipsWhenever my heart wishes to dance its tunes Some of my dreams I wroteOn the torn pages of those lettersI would someday gift to youAll of ’em to you… Time had a few resentments

Is That Too Much To Ask For

And sometimes I still feel lonely. Though my life has changed so drastically. Those who have been connected to me for long know most of the pains and grimes I have been sharing online. The main purpose to keep my identity unknown is to let the real myself out without the fear of judgements. I

A Doggo and Bitch Story

Am writing after quite a lot of days. But believe me, I had not a single bit of an hour to sit down. My exams are already on board, but today I had a little time to plan out a schedule and finally put some time to writing. So I have been waiting to share

It Just Feels Right

So my exams are nearing again. The last time I topped the mid semester, I felt really good and satisfied. But that was just a matter of luck I assume cause in online exams, everyone is prone to googling their answers. Yet, I knew I had worked quite hard and I did get the results.

Should I Be A Narrator Forever?

Yeah, I again messed up. Messed up every of my emotion, feeling. Thinking too much of consequences leads to nowhere. Even not thinking and jumping over isn’t too good. But sometimes, there isn’t enough time to stand and wait to feel it to be finally “right”. Wish he could understand my trauma and wait for

What Are We Actually Searching For?

What do I actually want from life? Do I really know it? I want to live, I want to be dead. I want to be loved, I want to be hated. I want somebody to love me yet I ain’t yet ready for a relationship! I feel jealous, yet I don’t wish to be possessive.

I Have Always Been The Narrator

A story, what does it ever say? A life, a tale, a moment? I too have a story, rather a fairytale. Much too messed up it is. And feels rather away from the world. Howsoever my reality might be messed up and shattered, my fairytale has always been smooth. Reality is not always all about

Immature In Love

And YES! Love is painful. Having a crush is more. I always wonder if something’s wrong with me that I get hurt everytime. I feel less cared and loved. Even though I have a throng of followers in college and even had lots back in school, the guy for whom I fall is everytime the

Peace In My madness

Why do I beam meeting youIn my dreams nowadaysWhy does my visageSeems to be so altered nowadays Yes, my faithless eyesSearches for your presence gratuitously It needs no reason….why?Is it me or a fervent just like me How did it happen? Oh lord!How did ye become paramount to me… I could never understand the songs