The next step on the ladder

I probably have to build the next step on the ladder to go on climbing though.

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Because when #BroCode calls…

Hello, all. How have you guys been? It has been a long time, I know right? Anyway, what prompted me to come back here and write something was a place I usually love to call Home, the real Home. Every time I visit that place, I either learn something valuable or just feel things which... Continue Reading →

Strangers/

"should she say hi to her? or should she not?" after 5 years, on the metro they sat, face to face, constantly looking down, aware of each others existence just metres away. all the memories, the dreams, the nightmares came flooding in within seconds, the reason right in front of her, her bones shivered, but... Continue Reading →

A rebellious transition

I have started to slowly lead a life of a day dreamer with head somewhere in the mountains in this crowded hustle bustle life of a city, a city which is becoming more like a four walls cage to me day by day.

Experiences stay alive forever~

• Throwback to one of those beautiful days • Experiences/ Experiences that are shared the smiles which follow Hapilly submerged in the excitement a warm feeling to the heart usually hollow. the beauty of experiences, few are meant to be told many are little secrets, few are hurting many are comforting, few are sought many... Continue Reading →

To that strange building/

i was just a regular passerby passing you by daily thinking, wondering that amidst all the regular slim grey skyscrapers, you, with your different beautiful structure, with your tangerine and salmon hues confidently stand erect. catching my eye, setting an example for us dumb humans who cover up our unique and settle for the ordinary.... Continue Reading →

Bearers of this age’s burden/

12:00 am . /a jigsaw puzzle in their head a labyrinth, with no way out feeling too much ain't a curse bearers of this age's burden shush! don't say this out loud! respect is theirs who adhere to the rules shut the psychedelics shut the imaginatives shut the surreal it's a practical world, be afraid... Continue Reading →

Dependence/

Dependence/ You know the kind of restless one feels when the soul is pounding with a craving for wandering, art and more art but doesn't have the resources to satisfy that hunger? If you do, then you feel me. What's tragic is that our lives are meant to be lived in the ways we want,... Continue Reading →

home’/refuge’/’आसरा’

आसरा/ out of all the battles she faces in a day, the hardest one is when she finally lie down in bed and try to sleep. The day's struggles often make her not pay heed to her most difficult battle because the world's noises and the people somehow make her forget about it. . .... Continue Reading →

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