Who should be called writers rightfully? There are just so so many of them everywhere. There are writers who write when and where an inspiration hits them. But there are others who practice the art of words each day, every day. There must be those who write novels. Some might prefer things to be shorter … Continue reading To the ones who cast spell on words.
Is this the day when I'll be free? Depends on you Miss, do you want it to be? Oh yes, please. Absolutely! Tell me what would you like to see first? Where do you want to go? Anywhere. Anywhere. I am tired of watching the world from my broken window. I'm afraid we don't have … Continue reading Two Lunatics, One City
Oh! Honeysuckle? Bubblegum. Huckleberry. Is life throwing lemons at you? Do you need a blanket to sleep? A cozy book or a bar of chocolate maybe? I know how you must be feeling. Or maybe not. I don't know what you are feeling. And how would I? Who are you to me anyway. I don't … Continue reading Honeysuckle, Bubblegum?
I'm sorry for not being able to romanticise sadness. I cannot, do not find beauty in sadness. Sadness is enigmatic, sure. But not beautiful. Certainly not beautiful. I'd rather spend my entire time in chasing slippery happiness than to forever dwell in a paralyzing despair. It's not my fault for not having been taught swimming … Continue reading Sadness isn’t beautiful.
Uhm hello? Is anybody listening? I have to No I want to No no I need to say something Yeah, so are you free? Okay that's good It's good to be free Now listen carefully About this thing I don't know what it is I'm not sure Mmh oomph it's. . It is. . Weird … Continue reading There’s this thing. .
Okay, so I've seen this beautiful picture floating around different blogs many a times, but I never imagined that I'd get nominated for it. So thank you so much Chiru @ Inspire&Change for nominating me. I was so delighted to find your notification. And for anyone who hasn't been to his blog already, go check … Continue reading Sunshine Blogger Award
You always keep talking about hopes and wishes, and how you feel life's too boring if you stop dreaming. You don't like reality all that much do you? So how are you sure when/if your dreams ever do come to realise, you won't end up hating them too? I laugh at your silly doubts. You're … Continue reading Conversation
