There is a small mirror in each person’s pocket. You can always gaze into it in case you ever forget who you are, who you are supposed to be, or how you are meant to talk and walk. It will dictate who to become. Thus, at every second, you can act precisely according to its …
Some people are not meant to be a juggler, while there are some who live their lives as a master of all skills. Some not defining the worth of anything, and others carrying the abundance of everything within them. The strong, roaring waves of a beach strike the rocks with a bang, but the silence …
The leaves are the most beautiful shade of green because it is the peak of spring, so everything is at its finest. The lush carpet of grass, living and breathing, draping this mountain hill, wrapping the giant beneath its warmth. And the colorful flower beds at the bottom of the small hill, as if the …
Bake. Bake a cake. This is the main thing listed on her to-do list for the day, and so she is here in the kitchen, all smitten with flour on her face and bowl in hands. In a kitchen where she can’t place where things are kept, can’t figure out why the beater isn’t quite …
He is looking for a key. He does remember its design, silver in color, rusted. He remembers how sometimes he really had to twist it with force to open the lock. Right now, he is in search of that key, because he has a box to be opened. And it won’t be wrong to say …
Amidst a scene of terror’s cruel embrace,I stand and watch, terror’s grasp,Buildings crumble, bomb attacks are unceasing,Bloodstained streets bear witness to humanity’s abyss.Beneath the rubble, injured and lifeless souls,both young and old, their hopes in vain.Smoke, like a shroud, ascends to the endless sky, weaves a tale of dread.Hospitals, caught in the fiery craze,While peace …
The crowd was genuinely puzzled as no one could grasp what had actually happened. Encircled by this group of temporarily intrigued people, a foreigner lying on the ground was crying with all his might. He was crying and crying and it felt like he would continue crying till eternity. The people had never seen an …
—————— Hey, I was thinking about something, and I wanted to talk to you about it. I wanted to ask why don’t we become strangers. Strangers, who meet up coincidentally, like travelling companions, or two persons sitting on the same bench at the railway station, waiting for two different trains. Why don’t we become just …
When the dawn washed the gloom from the room,It brought forth a smattering of recollections.I endeavored to turn over and over the blues.But it didn’t.It rose like an overcast to merge with a gloomy sky.Then it came down in dribs and drabs over the heart.Turned into a massive inundation of melancholy. Shortly afterwards, it deeply …
In the sunlit room,Lies a body under the scrutiny ofWide eyes that are desperate toMake some sense of the upheaval.With my head hung,I stand in the farthest cornerBiting my nails down to the quick.God, save me! God, save me today!The metal is cold against my palm andMy face is burning with shame.Oh, What have I …