Home is where the heart aches

Where is home? What is home? Is it a place with a roof and amenities that we live in? Is it the people and energy we’re around? Is it a certain cafe, or a road or a person to you? To me, home is where I am. Home is where I can be vulnerable, where

Mood: Wanna move to another city and start a new life 👀

Maybe we’re supposed to wander to our heart’s extent, make several homes in different places and hold them close to our souls. Maybe we’re meant to enjoy the place for what it is and not get truly attached to it. Maybe, just maybe, we’re supposed to feel what we feel and then let it go. ​

To the person who’s hurting…

Dear you, I can feel you. In the moment, at 1 in the night, I’m sitting on my couch and contemplating life. I’m thinking about one depressing thing in general, why do we get hurt? Why do we let people hurt us? Why do we hurt ourselves? If you’re thinking that you’re unlucky in life

What’s your story?

It’s a well known fact that when you are feeling low or something is bothering you, you must let it out, call a friend and rant it all out. Doing that makes you feel lighter and takes away a small chunk of the said burden. I have recently noticed that when you share your story

Of moments and maybes…

What if the connection I felt with that person was for that moment only and came to teach me something? What if it made me a better person? What if it stirred something so deep in me that it is taking time to build inside me and slowly and steadily making me into the best version of myself?

Happily never after

We all have an imaginary life stuck in our heads. It is exactly how we wish for our future to be. Some may be happily married, with kids and a simple lifestyle while some have successfully conquered the corporate ladder and have a luxurious lifestyle. Both choices are equally satisfying. But who knows what we

Poetry #4 ~ It’s not you it’s me, I deserve better.

I felt like a fallen flower Beautiful yet destroyed The whole field looked fresh as it could be Only my body seemed to have died; I felt like the moon Shiny and bright But I still needed the sun To help with me with my light; I felt like a lost child Running around in

Been ghosted? Good for you!👍🏻

If someone isn’t sure about you, it’s better that they give up at the earliest stage rather than giving up after putting in efforts over a longer time period.

Life is Meaningful [Short story] Part 2/2

Gaurav was escorted into the visiting room, his hands cuffed. He sat down on the table with a thud. For a moment, Avin felt like embracing his little brother because he missed him so much but he decided to keep it casual with a handshake. After the usual exchange of pleasantries, Avin got down to

Life is Meaningful [Short Story] Part 1/2

I may often come off as tough even to the best of humans. They have been taught since a very young age that food, clothes and shelter are the only essential things in life. That is all they need. But evolution has created space for many more things as a necessity. Yes, I am talking