First of all “Happy New Year” to all of you. 2k18, for me was hard, so many ups and downs. And what I lose was more than what I gain. But it’s inevitable. There is No Escape. But we need to learn and move on. Wounds heals with time, if you want them to be. … Continue reading The Dawn
A long before, when I was child, when every one of us have our own fantasies, and imagination of our own world. I had this feeling that I resemble the wolf. I adore them. Maybe I am the lone wolf, who survived 20 years of life. I was always curious about that why the wolves … Continue reading The Moon
In the last week, on the Thursday morning. When my roommate, pangi (that’s what we call him.) woke me up at 9 am. “We already missed a class, wake up!” He said. I was sweating, the first words came out from my mouth “Fuck! It was just a dream”. I felt relieved. I did forget … Continue reading Escape
It’s my humble request, If you do feel offended reading this blog, try to ignore it. Otherwise I don’t give a fuck about how you feel. I went to this dog, he was looking a little irritated eating the stick of grass. I asked him, what are you doing? Why are you doing this? Does … Continue reading Suck It Up!
That day I don’t know what happened to me. Neither I was happy nor sad. Maybe I was irritated. And there is a feeling of unwillingness. I wasn’t sick, still all I wanted is to sleep. But even after then, it remains same. Or felt like you can’t think about anything. Your every effort seems … Continue reading Sad Or Happy
It was a long interval, last time I wrote about a month ago. I was not in mood to write. Sometimes what we do is play a single song on repeat mode, because the lyrics and musical flow help you in handling your pain and thoughts. Once my sir told me a story of a … Continue reading The Fire, It matters
It all started from a dark night, she was in a deep grief, she cried all night long. Her loud, shrill uttrances of grief were somewhere being heard and imbibed into the ears of many . Her situation was not realised by anyone, some imbeciles called her a sign of bad luck . She roamed … Continue reading ‘Imperfect Partner’ _a story by komal Sharma.