Sinking Underground

I guess I am a bit tired today. I was out with “Nancy” (ofcourse do not reveal the real name for privacy issues), and it was after almost four years we have been meeting again. She was my classmate for about six years but it was only during ninth grade I knew about her tooContinue reading “Sinking Underground”

A Princess Does Not Exist

I sometimes feel too lonely, maybe its my period hormones or what I don’t really know. But I feel lonely! In pain. Today, it’s my second day and am struggling with my period pain the whole day. I just wish to have a moment of peace. But it’s been paining since the time I wokeContinue reading “A Princess Does Not Exist”

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 inContinue reading “I Don’t Want To Live Like A Dead”

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””

Sense Me When I Am Gone

Like a lily underwaterI want to hide somewhere into the deepGet me some candlesI love its glow, shimmering every darknessI want somebody wake upEvery night, thinking of meA warm hug, a shoulder I needNot a love, not a dateI want something better than this,Something greater than thisNot a love, not a boyfriend butSomebody to welcomeContinue reading “Sense Me When I Am Gone”

I Write What I Feel

From quite some days or maybe some weeks, I have seen not many red dots appear on my bell. With vacant notification bars, I await for somebody to look up to my writeups. I feel sad and solemn. Not many likes or follows. Not many friends to talk. I am eighteen yet have no SocialContinue reading “I Write What I Feel”

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