Love is a curious thing, I believe. Amidst the world full of hookups and breakups, some people like us still believe in the old school magic of the term. It is something that makes the world go. It is something that makes the world beautiful. Lack of love festers like an infected wound. It breeds cancer of the heart...
A choice is the hardest thing to make. The choice is the only thing we are left with. All of us, no matter what is left with choices. What to do and what not to do, what to think or not to think, and most importantly, To Be or Not to Be. For me, I have made the choice. I cannot say it had been easy, I will not say liv...
We live in a time when children are raped and adults find justification for such a heinous crime. The Gods remain silent when a child is gang-raped in a temple for a week. And yet, we fidget around and find flaws in our mundane lives. We hold love in the narrowest possible definition and the crudest of light. It is t...
A girl loves a man. And for that, she was punished. Tortured to death. But she was not afraid. She didn't feel the pain or fear. For her, death meant freedom. She was happy to be free and be with the love of her life. It is a love story. A narrative written in a poetic way. It is a story that has happened so many time...
These are both poetry and prose. These are mere observations shared with eloquence. I find them witty and sarcastic.