The sun shines bright, the grass tickles my back, a slight breeze, fingers through my tangled hair. Eyes wandering up at the bright blue clear skies, birds soaring high. Trees shining green, shadows growing stronger moving around as the sun rises & sets. Yellow daffodils along the road sides, little white & yellow daisies sprouting…
Tag: Writing
The Clock is Ticking
Tik Tok Tik Tok… the clock ticked. Tik, the second goes by unnoticed a little too fast sometimes a little too slow. Tik, the second went by when I met you, Tok, the second went by when we parted ways. Tik Tok Tik Tok… the clock ticks by I wonder if I miss you or…
The Lost Case
I wish I told my friend that if he continued to sulk on his 2-3 shortcomings he’ll become worse than he was. I wish I told my friend to not stay in dark corners for too long. I wish he just listened. I wish he was a little brave. I wish he never betrayed. Himself….
Serenity. Serenity. Serenity.
Sun shining bright, wind gushing through my curls. Sun’s heat tickling my face, while the cool breeze evened it out, not letting my skin burn. Serenity. Serenity. Serenity. There’s a constant rustling of leaves from the trees around, birds are happily chirping, clouds are rapidly moving with the wind creating funny shapes. I saw the…
Paper, Screen… Emotions.
Swirling head, emotions bursting; life is happening. Twitching hands, ink-full pen; the paper is waiting. Flexing fingers, cracking knuckles; the cursor is blinking, the screen is staring. Pen takes the cigar’s place, paper takes a cutter’s, bleeding through words feels more relaxing…
Life
Life is a mystery for all, a history of all those gone, a chemistry for all those experimenting. Life is a disguised angel for some and a devil for others. Until we learn, it teaches the same lesson with a curious string of events that are never the same. Life taught me that it’s simply…
The Book Thief
A little girl in times that the world still dreads- war, A war that left nightmares to many, the time when Nazy Germany swore to terrorise. We seldom give chances to the ones who deeply hurt us. Markus Zusak sees differently. An uninvited guest the world has always dreaded and hated- death. What if death…
Mirror Mirror…
#3YearsAgo I had my life’s funniest experience: At school there was this new girl; tall, skinny yet sexy. Let’s call her Sara. We went to a 3 day camp to a place called Hatu nearby Shimla. It was an ‘only girls’ trip. This trip is one of the best I’ve ever had. It’s an awesome…
Thoughts
Thoughts, Like clouds seeming cotton flying in the sky but are simply thick gathering of water vapours. Thoughts, Like a soothing lyricless music from an instrument. Thoughts, Like an eagle flying high in the sky, seldom flapping it’s wings. Thoughts, Like planets in the universe, held without visible strings yet a strong gravitational force. Thoughts,…
Everyday had been Mother’s Day
Born in a Hindu family, a point came in my mother’s life when she fell in love with the Sikh religion. In her words ,”I had read many holy books, every good quote that came in my time’s newspaper but nothing satisfied my thirst for peace. Then when the first time I read the Guru…
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