Offline Windows

“There are going to be times when you are going to find some greenery in a random wall crack, or a crack in the lush green bushes that you walk by; a window in your heart for all the bright places, or you’re going to find a stranded heart hung on a cracked, deserted window.”

Death isn’t an Instagram Filter

People always underestimate death. They beautify it like it is some fresh flowers blooming on a roadside tree. People say that when they can’t feel anything, it’s because they’re dead from the inside, when in reality what they really are is emotionless. No. No, I’ll tell you what it is. Death doesn’t give time to…

Singing Away the Nervousness

Have you heard a deaf man sing? The broken words, meddling with some lost tunes. Did you feel the stuttering vibrations that try to dress up in their best suites for the world, but, come out shabby, anyway? Have you tried to shake a hand with their happiness when they manage to end the song?…

Memories and Hopes

“Lips. Soft as cotton. Planting kisses on the length of my spine, bringing goosebumps along the way. Fingertips. Light as feathers. Making me lose sense as they trace rivers on my nerves. Touch. Magical as fiction. Healing me inside out with every stroke on my entire body Skin. Smooth as porcelain. Sparking fire in the…

Proud Yellows

“In a world full of divides and boundaries and cynicism, she was, a human. Devoid of free speech, starved of choices, beaten blue by the shrewd minds, she found her escape in words. No, not loud. Soft as whispers, but powerful like hurricanes. She would weave her imaginary worlds in between coarse pages, and in…

Vines and Deceits

“Life grows in places we humans have long abandoned. Places we left after using them for our own good. Chop a tree and tiny plants will sprout there, sever a branch and it shall grow back again. If you actually look at it, Nature is indestructible. No matter how much we handicap it day after…

Greys and the Blossoms

“In the midst of smoke and all the grey linings of life, a smile sprouts onto the barren lands of cracked lips and makes the mind forget all that is happening around. The hard times of making mud pits under the scorching sun are a long forgotten lore as the smile reaches the eyes and…

Lush Green Neems

“Sitting here milking this cow, my thoughts trace themselves back to the time when these same hands held soft, tender palms, these eyes shone as bright as the sun, and these lips gave out promises of the moon and the stars and the entire galaxies. Now, these eyes just wander aimlessly, searching the lush green…

Iced Life

“She stood tall, icy cold, amongst the cotton clouds and frozen lands, waiting for the sun to shine and rejuvenate the life that is buried under the sheets of ice.”

Burdens of Being

“In the wide ocean of the blue sky, stars shines bright, giving life to the lifeless, except for that lone, stranded tree that stands burdened with the tests of time, hurt by the cruel mankind, and the fragile branches that ache for the touch of an innocent, young hand.”