To win anything in life, there are 2 players. One of them is always on your side. She just needs your trust to let her control whatever you can't. That player is, GOD. The other one is the difficult one to handle. In most of the cases, this player is the deciding factor because it… Continue reading How to win anything in life?
There we were, standing outside our recentely decorated house, watching the fire engulfing almost all the memories we had preserved, and giving out black smoke which was silently laughing at our tribulations; soaring to the sky to let other people know about it too. But what we could do then?Phone calls had been made. Prayers… Continue reading It was all black
Her shoes were black Her shirt was white but they noticed her skin and prejudiced. Why it has to be WHITE Why it has to be BLACK Why can't it be color HUMAN some tanned more and some tanned less?
*Cough Cough* It coughed and coughed, and the passengers on the other side kept on speculating about its smoking habits until they get to know its age. Only weather and DNA can make a 5-year-old kid cough like a 50-year-old man. So whose fault is it? Well, it’s its ancestors’ fault. Note: Maybe we can’t do… Continue reading Whose fault is it if a 5-year-old kid coughs like a 50-year-old man?
When I was a child there was a test on simile once. I wasn't prepared at all. So, I improvised. As brave as MY YOUNGER BROTHER TAKING INJECTION As pure as MUMMY As sour as MEDICINE As sweet as DAIRY MILK As white as WHITE CRAYON As far as NANI's HOME But she didn't scold… Continue reading When I was a Child #2
I would like to start with some confessions: I bought it because it was a bestseller in the self-help genre, and was on sale. It gained e-dust on my kindle shelf for 7 months. Uffff! Feeling so light after shedding those of my shoulder. I felt miserable for keeping such a wonderful book waiting… Continue reading Book Review #2 – Tuesdays with Morrie
Is your friend starting a new business or book? Are your siblings trying hard to make a name for themselves in art? Or, do you notice a poor boy singing on the streets to earn a living? What's your reaction towards it? 'Ahh, I think he's good' 'Hmm, she needs to point her toes correctly.'… Continue reading Don’t Hold Back
People may call it naive, or innocence, but when I was a child, I always thought that the world is alongside me: The Moon follows me. The railway tracks play with me. The trees whisper in my ears with their fluttering leaves. The river babbles and tickles my feet. And the weather gets breezy, pleasant… Continue reading When I was a Child
I just saw a post on Instagram by Deepika Padukone about her story of fighting against depression, and I would like to contribute mine to raise the awareness against depression and mental illness. Here's mine: It was not my first battle, and it wasn't the last either. However, it always motivates me to fight… Continue reading Not Ashamed