One for you

‘Petition to write more poems’, he said. How far would you go to honour someone’s love for you? As far as crossing social boundaries for them? As far as ignoring your own limitations for them? As far as writing more poems for them? How undervalued is love that you can’t reciprocate Because the chaos that... Continue Reading →

The alluring ‘rebellion’ trend

‘The system isn’t right’ is a critical statement that’s perhaps as old as time itself. There has always been a system, a set of people it administered and a set of people it offended. No society has ever functioned without a system and no society has ever satisfied its entire population. Perhaps one system has... Continue Reading →

The Bold Type | Netflix

Women centric shows with woke, success oriented and romantic themes are naturally and wildly popular. The idea of young women being rebellious, beautiful and successful while living through heartbreaks and love interests in an urban setup is a time tested backdrop for a long web series. Throw in some political references here and there, some... Continue Reading →

Journal entry – priceless vulnerability

Presence of mind can sometimes be an atrocious thing. Awareness of the self, despite being one of the most celebrated ideals in spirituality, can in fact be the source of our worst miseries. Because after all, no matter how self aware or self controlled we assume we are, our thoughts are not under our control.... Continue Reading →

Loved the moon

How many do you think loved the moon 'Cz all else who could respond didn't Or really because he is the epitome of beauty from afar & emanates the peaceful aura we all yearn for. How many do you think share their worst secrets with him & assume he loves them just as much in... Continue Reading →

Distorted void  

What if void is the way of the world To feel nothing is in fact the way to be And bodily death is what our souls truly await? What if equilibrium is where eternity resides But we chase chaos in the name of growth What if the true purpose is to be forgotten But to... Continue Reading →

Perfection

Is perfection after all the biggest mirage ever to be formed Or is there a constellation of perfect things in the world A statue in a distant museum that couldn’t be chiselled better A poem in a brittle book that touched the apex of imagination Or perhaps a romance saturated with all the love in... Continue Reading →

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