A Blank View

Ever came across a feeling like ‘incomplete lethargy’, probably born within us through years of intellectual stimulations? So where is it going?

Enter Vacuum.

Doing the same old stuff, over and over again…

Riding through the same terrains, sipping the same wine, complaining about roads and politics…

Aren’t we trapped in a delicate vacuum, living in the hope of coming out, someday?

Like the white canvas waiting for that one stroke to escape non-existence.

Unlearn. Fulfill.

A prose-a-tive thought

No matter what, keep your chin and sight always high up! That’s about being positive in life. But, there are times dear, when you need to think the other way round, especially when you piss, or your positive attitude might simply spoil your clothes and the floor!

Trash it. Read not all that might try to change you.

Knock, Knock, Knocking on Self’s Door...

If we were to decide what is acceptable and what is not, then the world would be a pathetic place to be...
So, leave people and events at their space... at their pace.
Acceptance is brutal. But that is real.

The Same Old Desire, So Fresh So Young!

Heavy beats of our hearts

Embrace each other with a hope

Eyes plunged in love

Sway to the rhythm of the thunderous rain

All I hear is the gush

All I see is the trust

All I feel is the truth

Oh my Ocean, roar me an encore…

A world, lost

Four lives, shattered at the burst of a scorching morn

She carried the pain for nine months long

Fought regrets and societal norms

In the street, drenched in blood, a new life is born

Her little children watch the last breath of their mom

She is gone….

Leaving alone the new born

And the little siblings, lost… unaware and unknown.

Life in Strangulation

You have eyes, but you can’t see.

You have mouth, but you can’t speak.

You have courage, but you aren’t aware.

You are helpless, for you are an infant, now.

I hope for light, at the burst of twilight.