In school, the teacher told me to keep quietAnd stop complaining even thoughThe sweet boy next to me was bullying meThe principal in my college told me To shut my mouth and enlightened me that ragging Is a must for mental strengthMy boss demanded to prove myself multiple times For that promotion I deservedWhen my… Continue reading A Compliment …
Settling down into the favorite corner of my couch, with the television running in mute, laptop on and a browser open with YouTube playing a song, I am desperately thinking about what to write on the prompt “Patterns”. This has been my life for some time now. Late nights are usually slouched in the couch;… Continue reading Patterns can be Wrong.
Home?!The place where I spend my childhoodThe room that saw me evolved into a woman from a little oneThe pillows that caressed my broken heart’s tearsThe white curtains that let inside the breeze of joy into meAnd ever changing colors of wall that let out my moodThe veranda which let me be intoxicated with the… Continue reading Home.
Have you ever thought, “Hell No, I’m done with these rules!”? I have. Plenty of times. Two days ago I was talking about the same with a friend of mine about how I am with some rules and restrictions that tags along with them. I am not a person or never being one of them… Continue reading Break Some Rules.