We despise groups,

We hate them in lots.

2 a.m. silence

Is the maximum peace we've got.

I pretend,

They do too.

In this masquerade,

Is it ever really you?



To spread love,

We display animosity.

2 a.m. silence 

Brings in the clarity.

For unity, we kill.

It's a paradox.

Our existence is an irony.



We're right,

We've been wronged!

2 a.m. silence 

Reminds me by whom.

You, me and hate,

The powerful trio of doom.



I write as an attempt to make the world a better place to live in. Words hold galaxies worth of power, harness this wisely  and slowly watch the goodness hidden within people unfold.



Fiction hasn't been my strong suit but we're all here to learn aren't we? 



We can't keep avoiding the topics which need to be discussed and that is precisely what I intend to do in my book. Rape, Patriarchy, Discrimination, abuse and Islamophobia aren't even ten percent of reality. 



The power to change is in our hands.