the transitional friends (1)

Sometimes, at odd times actually, I miss my people. The ones that always stood by me, the ones who always lifted me up, the ones that were my safe space, my comfort zone. As I am writing this, I am wondering who these people actually are. It’s hard, you know, to keep up with theContinue reading “the transitional friends (1)”

a fork in the road

One of the most painful things in this world is to see two people who are dearest to you, hurt each other. And you can’t call either one wrong because you know no one is wrong. One is the cause, yes, but when no one sides with him, you want to. When no one speaksContinue reading “a fork in the road”

an instance of return

It’s been ages since I last posted here. I was very regular back when I started, probably because it was a tough phase & I needed an outlet-an escape. When the clouds of sorrow passed, I forgot about this, I stopped writing. Somehow happiness is not as intense as sorrow is. It’s not felt asContinue reading “an instance of return”

Virtual School: (a narration)

I felt like reflecting over this strange new world of online classes so please hear me out: We have classes on Zoom now because of Covid’19 & its so hard to adjust to be honest. I see my math teacher trying to teach us, while holding the phone in his hand for an entire hour soContinue reading “Virtual School: (a narration)”

lockdown

Its as if the world has taken a breakPeople have locked themselves in their homesRoads and malls stand, isolatedThe schools that rang with children’s laughterNow are empty eerie buildings.There is terror all aroundOf a thing unseen, but heard of.Like a plot of a movieA mere handshake with the wrong personMay result in your death.In thisContinue reading “lockdown”

Powerlines

A few years ago, in school, we were asked to decorate our classrooms. A girl from my class cut out a couplet by a very famous poet and put it up on the wall. I loved it. Since then, I’ve felt emotionally attached to that couplet. It brings back a lot of good memories, wheneverContinue reading “Powerlines”

of letting go.. (a musing)

I am sitting in the common room and I can’t seem to push this thought out of my head so I’m going to write about it to silence my head. A few months ago, I changed schools. I had been studying in my previous school for 9 years and hence, was emotionally attached to itContinue reading “of letting go.. (a musing)”

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