You and me, as one.

Not my best, not my worst. Another 'if' explored in writing. Heartbreaks, emotions and the other me in me.

Sweet Anklet of Mine

A short story of a shorter thought.

Reality Check

A small piece I wrote for the TEDxGECT event themed Reality Check.

Alone

Don't tell me what you've done. Don't tell me the people you loved, the ones that hurt you. Or the ones you hurt. I don't want to know because you are irrelevant. To me and to my world, you simply do not belong. Abandonment is the hardest lesson. And being taught it again and again...

Past the Fireworks

She wiped the floor with perfumed water to rid it off the rancid smell of sweat, vomit and alcohol. She had laboured for long hours and the sun had risen in this time. It shone now through the half open window, putting shadows on the pile of empty bottles. Wiping sweat off her forehead she...

The Corpse.

You blindly watch the creaking corners in the dark, the blood dripping, the whistle of wind blowing over the corpse. You go near it, scared yet curious. You wait until the darkness doesn't blind you and peek, just a little, just enough. And you see. You see the world in it, the stories on it....

The Wooden Cupboard in the Corner of the Room

"Come out, come out wherever you are", Priyanka's sing-song voice drifted through the wooden door, making Riya quiver with excitement. As the voice grew fainter she let out a relaxed sigh, urgent danger abated. She took in her surrounding, not that there was much to it. She was hiding inside the middle rack of the...

The Anguish of The Ordinary

When you are ordinary and not one bit pleased about it.

Trapped.

Stop. Aren't you fed up already? Haven't you been doing this long enough? Isn’t there an end to it? Just stop. Don't pause, stop. Now let's move back. Back to the time you weren't caught in the eye of the tornado. When you looked around and the wind blew past and not around. Yes, I...

Till I Grow.

It's a long wait for her, but like everyone else she will grow. The mundane adulthood will take from her the sponateity she holds so dear.