Seeking for approval Fearing for disapproval Focussing hard to avoid mistakes I am the supporting stakes. Choosing not to feel guilty Discharging my responsibility In the binding freedom and choices I silence the inner distort voices. Trying
I love standing here in my balcony overlooking the beautiful landscape before settling with my routine morning domestic chores. The heavy shower of the previous night has turned the sultry and humid summer into an unusual pleasant
This is how I am, my obsession with life Arguments, fights, resentment, and complaints My wants, my desires, my wishes The cribbing, cravings, anger, and disappointment Have all disappeared into thin air. Days end up seeming pointless
Weekly thrice the dotty daughter makes calls to her parents. Conversation during weekdays are limited but on Sundays, it stretches up to an hour, topics range from day-to-day events to friends, to health and finally comes the
Chaos – 100 word challenge She shuddered. She screamed. A silent scream. The gnawing despair and helplessness she suffered since years now gorged her up. The futility of this scream would not be any different, she knew.
I wish I could record those unexpected moments The moments that enlightened me with thoughts One of its kind, unique, genuine, tranquil and unusual What can become my inspiration in my need. My mind just cannot jaunt
Claiming the cozy corner Savouring aromatic blends Enjoying the soft music Serenading at the background I did not pretend that I enjoyed. Staring your gaze shamelessly Watching your unusual genuine emotions Smiling and steady I was all
Sweet Bitter Forgetfulness “Won’t you be home for dinner?” She asked “Nope, I have a party tonight,” he said and disconnected the call. Mom, Gonna have dinner with friends, her mobile beeped Okay dear. Be careful. I’ll