I hope that there comes a day when we no longer have to put on our masks, but  can finally be ourselves and walk hand-in-hand against the world.

A day, when I can silently fall asleep into your arms listening to your heartbeats and wake up the next morning to your messy hair and porcelain skin gleaming against the morning haze.

When we can go for long drives not knowing where we are heading for and get lost in our own little world.

I hope  that there comes a day, when we can finally lay side-by-side on our armchairs, pale-faced and skinny; running wrinkled fingers through the pages of our life, counting the memories we’ve made down the lane; All them adventures, sorrow, love…. and remembering them like it all happened yesterday.

For in me there lies a soul that craves every second to be spent with you by your side. For you are my titanium – my most prized possession. The one that I’d never get tired of. The one that I’d want to be by my side to venture my inner depths.

The one that I’d wanna live the rest of my life for.




It was her last day in the city

She hugged them and bid them goodbye

But little did she know that it would be the last day she would be herself.

She was ready for a new beginning

But the good memories from wild past kept haunting her.

She tried to put on a smile on her face wilting herself that the next day would be better

But fate had something else in store for her.


She slowly drained her bold self,

Grew weaker and weaker every day

And in search of her happy self, she lost herself.

When life gave her no glimmer of hope or salvation,

She tried to think about her good times hoping that would cheer her up.

But little did she know that there could be nothing else that could hurt her more.


She had enough on hoping that the next day would get better.

She couldn’t take it anymore

And someday, she lost the fighter within her.


And like a lost soul who lost the meaning of her life,

She sat next to the window

Watching the beautiful drizzle as she sipped something from her favourite coffee mug.

Staring  at the coloured bottle kept next to the coffee mug knowing one thing  for sure

That she wouldn’t be there to see the drizzle again tomorrow.





  • Well.. To start with, I’m a student.
  • Proud Indian. 😇
  • Sixteen years of happy life and counting. 😃
  • The kind of person who can spend years of solitude with nothing but some good books and music.
  • Wanderlust.
  • Amateur writer. (The whole two months of blogging is all the experiance I’ve got)
  • Soo much for Photography. ^^
  • Biggest fear – Losing loved ones. 😦
  • Opts writing when feeling all low and finds happiness in it.
  • Last, but not the least.. One thing I clearly know about myself is that, I talk a lot. Real fast. And loud. 😃


With utmost gratitude, I would like to thank Cezane and Michelle for nominating me for the 2016 Liebster Award. It wouldn’t be decent of me if I don’t mention how good your blog is. You two are doing a fantastic job out there I must say. Your blog Psychedelic Bay is indeed a home to a writer and a fighter. And yeah.. Congratulations for your nomination as well. Very well deserved! (I’m indeed looking forward for more of your writings.)

Now let me introduce you all to one of my favourite blogger, The Isolated Girl. Well her blog mainly dwells on heartwarming poetry and can see a lot of articles published in different patterns and shapes. The blog caption “Life is all about pain” says it all.  But even in the shortest of her works, you see a lot of life. You walk through that path while you’re reading her poems. You just cannot walk out of her blog without a heavy heart after reading most of her works. And as a writer, what’s more important than to make the reader wall through  the path in which you travelled while writing it. I believe that painful hearts come up with the best work and maybe that’s why she is good at what she is doing. And once again to all the bloggers out there, I strongly suggest to take a look at her blog and appreciate her for her fantastic work. Click here 😃


And now for all the ones who haven’t heard of the “Liebsters”. It is a chain-mail approach to promote our fellow bloggers and hence create a sibling-hood in the community. And this is mainly for the new bloggers striving for a recognition at blogging who deserve appreciation for their wonderful works they’ve been putting up with.

I’ve been lately going through many of my fellow members, and here is the list of those amazing writers I would like to nominate for the same.


  1. IshmaAlmroz
  2. TinyTidBits
  3. Kirako Blog
  4. Walking To My Dreams
  5. Akansha Life



  1. Thank the person who nominated you, and post a link to their blog on your blog. Try to include a little promotion for the person who nominated you.
  2. Display the award on your blog.
  3. For the 2016 Liebster Award write a 150-300 word description about your favourite blog (with a link to it) that is not your own.
  4. Provide 10 random facts about yourself.  This is an optional choice (as it was for me), it’s perfectly fine if you don’t wish to include this in your post. 🙂
  5. Nominate 5 – 11 blogs that you feel deserve the award, who have a less than 1000 followers.
  6. List these rules in your post.
  7. Inform the blogger the happy news that you nominated them for the Liebster award and provide a link for them to your post so that they can learn more about it (they might not have even heard of it!)


Once again, Congratulations to all the nominees out there.. 😃👍






It was a fine Sunday morning as she hesitantly grabbed her backpack from the table, sighed and entered the car. “Inevitable family trips.” She mumbled to herself as her dad started the old car. Annoyed and sleepy enough, she sat at the back seat not bothering to talk to anyone. That’s when her eyes met the sight of the enchanting country roads.

Mesmerized by their very first view, she slowly rolled down the window glass to feel the atmosphere. The cool breeze brushed through her brown locks as she sat there with her chin on the window.

She saw the sun slowly rising from the edge of the mountains making the sky blush to a beautiful scarlet. She was taken into another world. A sky full of dreams stood before her. And for a moment, everything seemed to be perfect. Soo perfect that she didn’t want to go back home. Neither did she wanted to reach where they were heading to. She just wanted this journey to go on. Forever.



It is very commonly seen in today’s busy world that we, humans; who are being considered as the most efficient and intelligent of God’s creations are being soo disturbed about our past. Be it good or bad, we look back too much on our past.

For the good times that been taken place in our lives, instead of remembering them with a smile, we look back and lament on how worthless our lives have become with time. And in case of bad memories from the past, we consider ourselves to be the unluckiest of all.

We just don’t take in that we have a whole life ahead of us, and instead of dwelling on the past, it’s high time we move on and consider every day as a new beginning. A new beginning to be better and above all, a happy person. Cause nothing is permanent in this world and there’s definitely a light at the end of the tunnel. And turning back or dwelling too much on where we are delays us on reaching the brighter side.

So it is important to let go off the past and start anew just like the sun rising every day for a new beginning. Slowly. Yet profoundly.





While treading through the corridor of misery and solitude

What felt like an eternity or more

You came from another dimension to save my soul,

Or was it to destroy what was left of it?

You took me to another world,

Gave me a forever within the numbered days

And now that I have redeemed.. Where have you gone abandoning me?

My new found world pitch black again.


I still look back to those days

Those days when we thought this was going to last forever.

And I still remember that dreadful day

When fate tore you off from me to somewhere beyond my reach

Leaving me on my own to slowly bleed to death.


But know this, you have my heart for eternity

And I shall be waiting by the cliff

Like a perfect silhouette against the setting sun

For you to come, leaving the blue sky cut open

To take me in your arms to where life has taken you.







I like things with fading colours. The ones that get worn out in time. They helps us to see the passing of time. Behind every wall that stays in silence, there will be an untold story. Such a story that got buried up as time passed by.

That’s the thing about time. It buries up things. It makes things get forgotten. It doesn’t matter what all great things you’ve done. There comes a time when everything is forgotten. Even the fact that we once existed. Something that we humans clearly don’t try to take in. If such a time is going to come, what is the point of being soo selfish and soo much into ourselves during this little time we get to spend with others?

Sometimes even a perfectly poised smiled to a forlorn stranger could make a big difference. It might make someone remember you. It might be for a week. A day. Or maybe for a couple of hours. But isn’t that something more that most of us could get? To be remembered by someone?

Cause at the end of the day, its not the size of the canvas that matters. It’s all about the little details that led you there.