The noise of the chaos

All engulfed in cohesive string of emotions, Often getting entangled with another one or two. And amidst all the eddies,slowly drowning my thoughts I could envision all these entwined rush of emotions

Not just another weekend outing

"I need a break from this frenzy!!!"I told my mother last weekend. Just like that, I went out for a casual weekend outing with my brother. We grooved to great music blasting the speakers in our car on the way (yes, blasting because for some reason, we were very happy and excited!), singing it all…

The boring saga of cliché: books are man’s best friend

...something comes along in varied colours and shapes and sizes, with spines so beautiful and strong that becomes your spirit of resilience in the enervating moments,

Fear

...howling sirens of ambulances plying on the roads besieged the cityscape and the scrambling frail structures in those...

The Help: book review

"They're all the same!" she mumbled, "two eyes, two ears, a pair of lips." Only the colour was different and that's what made all the difference.

The era

"What an era it is", they say. Where people no more look into each other's eyes, With omnipotent sighs and squinting sights, Where songs aren't anymore the descriptions of lover's silken eyelashes, Where little ones no more congregate around bonfires to listen to Grandma's fables,

“Here I come, to enliven thy!”

Through the hills tall and bright and free Kissing the feet of all but some deodar trees As I go on bickering away loud and headstrong Gliding through scores of mountains Magnificent I am, in glory all bright and clear

Pseudo feminism: The chi chi act

Dear women, we've spent so long aspiring to be "strong" women, not realising that the glorification of strength is itself a patriarchal hang-up! Be vulnerable women, be soft women, be women who falter and fumble and then learn. It's okay, strong is overrated!

If I were a bird

Oh! If I could ever fly, up above the world so high, I'd be one of those diamonds in the sky!

To write is to soothe thou

And embrace your soul out, creating a rhythm they decry Shayaris to wear on your sleeves Sonnets to adorn the dimples your cheeks cultivate everytime you smile A haiku on crevices of your forehead Weaving stories through the thick black slivers to embellish your eyebrows in broad daylight And some impregnating the craters of your thigh.