Amidst the chaos of Kashmir and confusion of medical sciences, let's do something that we really love – write!
Heart wrenching. Agonizing. Deplorable. Grievous. Saddening. There are a lot of words to describe the events that took place in Pulwama district of Kashmir yesterday. No matter who it is, the loss of a life is always mournful. Condemnations flowed from every part of the world and rightly so. No state on earth would like… Continue reading The Half Condolences
To whom this blog may concern. It was the year 2016, winter season probably. We had dinner with a delicious chicken (a rarity in hostels) and few Mountain Dew bottles. It used to be one of the best evenings where we would eat to our stomach full, listen to the songs and tell jokes and… Continue reading The Moves
To deny people their human rights is to challenge their very humanity. Nelson Mandela https://twitter.com/tru_naim/status/1071837854395969536
The car stopped on the side of the road. The army man had waived driver for the same. "What is in the bag?" asked the man in the khaki uniform. "Clothes," I replied. "And in that one?" The muzzle of his gun pointing towards the other bag. "Books". I said a little frightened. "Open it",… Continue reading Welcome to Kashmir!
You The flower. Blossomed along with others in the garden. Beautiful, colourful and scented, Full of vigor and life. Making everything around you lovely and lively. We The bees. Mustering the nectar of life from you Had it not been, we would cease to be You showed us the spirit of life Living not for… Continue reading A Tribute
No. It is nothing like books Or the fairy tales. The face never glows as though moon. Or the lyrics don't turn romantic Her head never finds my shoulder When she tells a story of her childhood And the pimple on the chubby cheek Makes her look no more beautiful. The sound of laughter is… Continue reading Tough Love
The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his… Continue reading Caged Bird
10:00 am Today is Sunday and my room is a mess. All the things, clothes and books lay everywhere in the room. I need to clean my room and give it a new look. The monstrous and messy conditions remind me of the torturous exam times. 12:00 pm The room is as clean as it… Continue reading What a Spider Taught Me Today?
4 May was the last time I posted something on my blog and ever since I disappeared from the blogosphere. My blog came to a standstill and became dormant. While I would have liked to write a short post here and there during these two months, I couldn't. I wanted to take a short break… Continue reading Back to Blogging
The weak twigFell onto groundAs it splitFrom the main branchLeaving a scarBehind as the markIt was all vulnerableSo, it sufferedThe ultimate truthTo get fracturedAnd crushed and grazedIt could not resistThe gentle windWhat didn't hurtOther fellows at allWho were strong and robustThey opposed the moveUnlike the oneThat had yellow leavesToo old to be usedMaking it all… Continue reading The Weak Twig
