"Why do you love winter's "
His question was answered upon by her rosy cheeks and sparkling eyes as she threw the snowball onto him..
He visited his childhood memories through her ..
There he stood at the other end of the road
So close.. Yet so far apart...
Our souls were connected by the thread of want
Our mind broken by the kiss of mistrust..
Was it love?
Was it mere infatuation?
Were we friends?
Were we frenemies?
Whatever that transpired upon us
Had nobody to be held upon
Whatever we were
Neither created any boundaries to the world
It engulfed me into a world of wilderness
Taming of which was an uphill task...
Dear "FRIENDS "
I have been spiralled up in the world of emptiness and lost myself in through the doors of never ending desparity. My heart and soul had a nasty breakup which added to the misery of not in a trusty state of writing amd making my imaginations to go fly into the word of writers. Though initially cooped up into the shell of loneliness my heart is thinking of giving a second chance to my soul which has been banging the doors of forgiveness for quite a time now. Second chance they are giving to themselves and to me, think upon my mistakes, think upon the year that i travelled with grace and sometimes discomfort.
As they slowly piece themselves together unsure of the possibilit...
Once upon a time there lived a princess
She waited eagerly for her coffee
She loved her pixie cut hair
She wore her jeans with ease
She choose her life as she wants
She never waited for her prince charming ever
She lived as it goes
She found in her partner companionship
They didnot have happily ever after
But created beautiful memories together ...
Anxiously awaiting he looked at his watch for the hundredth time . His friend was gonna be here any minute now. What was so important that he called him up this early? Still in his own world he neither saw his friend arriving nor did he acknowledge him till he started speaking
Hey Varun! How are you? Long time no see. What you upto now ?
"Hey Rahul! I am doing a startup now as Nidhi always wished .
At the mention of Nidhi ,Rahul was startled. The love of his life that was what Varun used to mention to her as back then.
" I don't know Rahul why she left all of a sudden. It's been three years but I never got to know what I did wrong "
Anxious Rahul dreaded upon the question he wanted t...
I dreamt of prince charming all my life
I yearned for happy endings and foreverly afters
Waiting for him while life
Live a love lorn soul
I never bothered to find him
Thinking he will come magically one day
Thrown along were the bits of reality on me
I lived a flattering lie all along
Of which the end has come upon
Wobbly legs stumbling steps
Trying to walk was a tedious task for her
About she was to fall down
When he catched her
Looking into his eyes she saw something which encouraged her to walk again
"PAPA "she giggled to before standing up again
Her first steps and first word was marked upon
The true meaning of the emotion dawned upon her years later
As she walked her father through life
It was endearment at it best
Years before as in now..
# akhi challenge
Dripping wet she entered the household
Nothing bothered her anymore
The crying of her baby echoed through the walls and eased her numb mind
Her husband's angry lashing felt like a soothing to her senses
What she saw made her take life differently unique
Death brings about unknown meaning to people
For some it brings fear
For her it brought inner calmness and relaxation
She unknowingly had attained Nirvana
# Nirvana challenge
Her attacker marred her face
He plucked away her innocent filled youth
But her dauntless soul remained locked down
The win thus brushed her soothingly
And mocked upon him menacingly
# dauntless challenge
The path I choose to walk on was neither filled with mystifying beauty nor fragnated by roses
It was a path of untold stories of worn out shoe - laces laced with the sweat of hardwork sprayed upon by my parents. .
Chipped out fingernails
Never bothered him
He found her fragile state as lovely as the first time they met
The tubes going all around her body
Were mocked at by him
His kisses could never be stopped upon by those lifeless plastic things
They couldn't create a barrier
They soldified their love even more
Young love discovered upon her again
Closing her eyelids she dreamed upon their crumbling happy ending
He found her more beautiful each day
Her tiredness made her weak
He saw it as her attempt to fight for the love they kept alive
Looking at him from across the street
She felt nothing
No sparks, no heart ache, no butterflies in her stomach
All she felt was morbid remorse
For the guy who once swelled her heart with false promises which she rode upon
He may have treated her badly
But he gifted her a precious gift for a lifetime
Holding on to her daughter's little moisty hands
She walked past her past
To beautiful misty future. .
The newfound freedom made her take unknown paths
It mesmerised and tantalized her to great extents
She craved a path of self reliance
Destiny she did reach
Great success was her saviour
But what she lost along the way refused to come back to her
Somewhere along the path it became her distant rusty memory
Which she thought she will dust upon later
What she couldn't understand
Once lost many things will not make it's place to your heart
Her inspirational friendship withered upon to extinction. ..
"Aren't you afraid of the dark? "
He asked her
Gulping down the reminiscent recurring thoughts upon she said
"Why is that ? Badness lurks in darkness . Ain't it?"
"I have met monsters in broad day light"
Was her answer to him and the untouched blazing societal norms
Sankar's writing prompt
Stereotypical thoughts and notions have always ruled our society. They are like the deep rooted disrepancies which can never be completely rubbed off.
Just because a girl is single doesn't mean she should have a boyfriend.
Singlehood is not a licence for people to ponder upon and make decisions for a girl. Whatever she is whoever she decides to be it's her own individuality perspective. Being single or committed is never an issue. What matters most is the ability of people to understand that girls are to be respected upon for who they are. Independency should never come with a hefty price. It is something we are born with and are blocked upon unnecessarily . Giv...
The day she holds you tight
And her hugs smell love instead of perfume
You are in love..
He loved her for who she was
She made him what he is
Their love story was perfect
Timing wasn't ...