There is a fine line between reality and poetry. If reality is waking up to get ready to be present at the robotic job that you do, then poetry is spending a few minutes to make your favourite drink and watch the sunrise. If reality is being forced into choices by familial pressure, poetry is... Continue Reading →
Dear insecurities, Leave. This is not your home to stay. For once, I gave you the keys to my door, And you grew weed, here in my home. It spread through every pillar, So vastly, That even my base didn't seem right. Now is a good time to leave. Pick up every last leaf that... Continue Reading →
Aging gracefully
Your loyalty fell,Like the leaves in autumnI watched them fallRight beside my feet.What could I do?It's you.Your loss of dignity.So I watched from a distanceAnd enjoyed the season. [Poem 4 from "My Fervour"]
The unbearable pain of a challenging situation is gripping. It cannot be termed as hate, hurt or a hunch. It just is. You walk up and down aimlessly when you do not even know what that feeling is. You start feeling an itch here and there on your skin. And then you slowly start noticing... Continue Reading →
The moment we reached the railway station, we were in a fix. Although we anticipated that the transportation charges to our hotel would be high, given that we were new to the city, never did we expect it to be so high that we could take a taxi straight back home. But we wouldn't, because... Continue Reading →
I have often heard of how people look out for Creative Minds to create big things in the world. When asked with the question, “what is creativity?”, often people respond that it is something you create such as art or music. As much as the world understands the fact that creativity is generation of a... Continue Reading →
You are reading a long email... Do you have to re-read the same sentence again & again? This could be a sign of poor mental health! Or you could just be dealing with lack of focus. Let’s dig deeper. Many a times I have felt the extreme lack of motivation to get up from my... Continue Reading →
The other day, my dad wanted chambakka (Rose Apple) juice. So, he asked me to make some for him. Hearing about the golden opportunity, even my mom went, "okay, I'll have some too". So I made chambakka juice for both of them. My dad usually likes his tea and fruit juices extra sweet, while my... Continue Reading →
Collecting little things from today.
Everyone was out there. In a party or having a bling with their partners or friends. Saturday nights couldn't be explained any better. Under a thousand shining stars, Jane sat there pouring out her thoughts. She wasn't alone! She had everything she ever wanted. She had done her research and found the second brightest star... Continue Reading →
It took me great courage to pen down one of my emotions and one which every human being goes through. You might or might not relate to the words below, but if it does for you, I want to make you feel better. How often do we say it out loud when we feel jealous... Continue Reading →
Miss Shaz 