Thursday, 8 August 2024

Never be


The reality check of what was and what it is. 

As clear as a puddle on the ground. 

It's not a mirror that you see. 

It's what will never be. 

Saturday, 3 August 2024

Move


"Make room for the love that's sure to come."


I read this quote in a book I'm reading. It's so poignant. Let go of the pain, the past because holding on to it only becomes poisonous. Nothing is stagnant, everyone and everything moves, so move too. Move to make room. 

Rains


How much does a daughter miss her father? 

The Heavens do not know. The sky would cry if it had an inkling. The rains would never stop. Floods would overflow and destroy. 

A daughter misses her father like nothing has ever missed anything before. 

Dare you ask, dare you know

Tuesday, 30 July 2024

Personal


 "I often wonder why certain people act the way they do. I wonder if their actions are deliberate? Do you think they realise how important you hold them in your life but they play with that? 

"I am not sure. Some people are carefree. They don't have an emotional tie down. But some people are heavy. They are carrying the weight of their world in their heart. I don't think it's personal, so try not to let it get to you".

"I try not to let it affect me but I can't help wonder. I try not to take it personally but it hurts. I try to see it from the other's point of view, but why can't they see it from mine? Why can't they see that I'm hurting? And if I was important to them, they'd know I'm hurting".

"Give it time. Time has a way of sifting through what stays and what goes. And if it's written, it'll stay. Let's meet here again in two weeks' time and you can let me know if it matters". 

Saturday, 27 July 2024

Here and now


Chal, ek aur cup chai ka ho jae. 

Sard mausam, baarish aur kambal. 

Aaj kahan jana hai...

Pind


All villages are the same. They contain heritage, quintessential life, and centuries of memories.

Wednesday, 24 July 2024

Edge


 We stood at the Edge and looked at the starry lights. I went to take a photo and you stood behind me with your hands on my shoulders. I lost concentration for a moment because I felt your hands on me. Securing me, steadying me. It felt beautiful. And those city lights blurred for a moment and time paused. And now when I look back at that photo, all I remember are the city lights twinkling just for us. 


Mine

These words that I pen are not about you.