I am Happy Now

For every moment in the future that might put a question in my head to doubt my sanity, content, and ever so elusive happiness, let this moment be a reminder that I was happy even if it was only for a passing instance on a mundane day. I am capable of being happy, but I …

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If I were to be

If I were to be a thing in this world, I wouldn’t be something bold that steals the show or makes your jaw drop low.

Sand covered feet, and a home sick heart.

Every time I step on these sands, I feel like I have come home. Back to my mother’s lap to listen to her lull.

The Days When We Fail

With sweat upon my face after running in a fast pace, I took a seat on the top row thinking of the effort I sow by failing on this day.

Restless night

How magical!

Jane Dougherty Writes

Last night, for the first two hours after taking a pain killer, I dipped in and out of half-sleep, woken by the same imperative repeated over and over—don’t forget two threads of the story, the two characters in a boat, the other two on the mountain, remember how the threads pull together.

Two hours of this anxiety that I might forget the vital elements of the plot of the story plagued me before I woke completely, the pain too bad to sleep and the anxiety still there.

on the water

a boat with swan’s wings

dream-journey

But what is the story? Not one that I am writing. Who are the two people in the boat? What is their relationship with the two climbing the mountain? I wish I knew. Perhaps it is a story waiting to be written, the voice urging me to remember, the voice of what…

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Running title…

Some days, you start running and it just doesn't feel right. It feels like you are either dragging your feet, or you are carrying your head on your back. It's a normal thing for me and that's how most of my runs start.

From Where I fell

Sometimes I have believed: inside steel strong morals, untarnishable aims, and intuitive life built by own hands that I'm invincible. But what I didn't realize it then was that just my flaws were invisible. I tried to control my days which began on Mondays and every little thing my family would do. Unrealized, I grew …

The Words We Need to Say

Today, there were two girls in the beach right next to me. Chatting about their day of which I didn't hear anything, so I wasn't eavesdropping. I wanted to go upto them and talk to them, to at least one of them. She was dipping her feet in the sea water, I could have easily …

What does it say about me?

Riding through the waves of anxiety, I take a step into the society.

Want-to-feel’s

I'm tired. Not from everything I have done, but from the weight of my conscience which reminds me of everything I haven't.