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 It took me weeks of thinking about writing this to finally write this. And I'm writing this by telling myself that this exercise will help me fare well in my upcoming exams. Which exams you ask, well. Let's save that for Another post. Maybe I'll get to write it in this world or maybe, in Another World. Another World, a song by Westlife, (https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=_rqckCHQ2os) a song that evokes a rainbow of emotions in me. A different feeling each time I listen to it, yet the feeling of craving for a life on a distant far away world persists. 'And another life Maybe we see everything In a different light Like an endless summer' The song begins with a wish to go back to the time when perception wasn't limited to life's experiences. Its strange how the experiences that make us who we are, which define us also end up in confining us with our limited perceptions. Maybe, we'll awaken one day and shatter all our limitations and begin anew like the life t...

'All things come to those who wait Sometimes they just come too late And if we never speak again I don't wanna make that mistake' This is how the song (Before It's Too Late - Westlife) that changed my life starts. It's quite evident in our lives the immense power that words hold.  Yes, actions are more insightful than words but one cannot deny the impact of the latter. So what if we have the words but not the time to say those words. They say that words not said will be wept. 'I'll tell you all my fears My mistakes Before it's too late' I remember that evening when these words of the song struck me at my most vulnerable part and there was a puddle of tears. I finally spoke about my fears with my mother. A turning point of my life. This made me realise that I need to face my fears and take help.  I then went on to write a letter to the writers of this song and got a reply back(all thanks to Twitter). 'I don't wanna wake up one day Wondering if...

You and I, we were holding the ends of a string And then, the one which you held cut my wing I bled, you were blind, but I didn't want to let go of mine Little did I know that it would snap with the passage of time I woke up from the dream and again found myself at your door Looked through the window, waves were breaking on the shore Tried to unlock with the metal key that you gave me that night Little did I know that you had a number lock strong like a knight I woke up from the dream and fixed my tear Moved on, inspite of the unknown scare I might  one day fly back to you, I do not know for sure Get something for you, but right now you're not my cure

SAY Three letter word. It can make or break things. Words are used to say heart warming things, heart breaking things and everything in between. But most of the words, thoughts of the mind don't get the privilege of being said out loud in the open. And then there is also the regret of saying things which one shouldn't have.  There are times when one knows the right words but the can't seem to find the right person. There are times when the words can't seem to truly express one's intention to the right person. There are times when the right words and the right person are deserted by the right time. There are times when words aren't necessary to make the right person understand. And then there are times, the most crucial, when one just has to say the right words to oneself, for oneself. REFRESH Seven letter word. Something one can do when things around one get too messy or get out of hand, start afresh. A clean slate is all one needs sometimes. Lucky are those who...

Keep searching for patterns from the past. Things that move fast, I wonder if they'll truly last? Thought we were more alike than the reality. I took some time to seek some clarity. And then, things become beautiful when you are around, Beautiful things didn't charm me when you weren't around. I wished I had another me to spend time with you. Got my priorities right, not the first, but one among them was you. I'd taken the plunge, the fear of heart break not chaining me down anymore. Not afraid to be left with grunge Felt I was ready for it more than ever before. Saw myself as a selfish person Hoped you'd help me solve issues which had began to worsen I was the night and you were the day How I'd used to wish to talk to you and have my say. We were poles apart in areas where we differ With every antic of yours of living on the edge, anxiety I'd used to suffer. My two dreams were so similar at some point of time But destiny would let me make only one of them t...

Fireworks lighting the sky, festivities all around Cries of help amidst the loud sound Curiosity kicked in, he was the most fragile being I'd ever seen Had to gain his trust, my sister and I, in no time were a team. Spent long hours meowing at him, 8 hours class didn't tire me anymore Milk, water and box with a blanket, November scared him no more. I fell in love for the first time, the selfless kind of love I wanted to hold him, what if I end up hurting my love? I told my whole world about him Found out about the things which would please him My sister and I got to spend time with him We had to make a tough decision to make, best for him We found a better family who give enough time to him My heart did break, but that was the best for him. Occasionally, I take a peek, when I miss so much that my heart can't take He's a strong boy now, puts a smile on my face which isn't fake He changed me as person, I try to be empathetic to all beings Letting others to live life w...

Life keeps changing.It is so dynamic that we get to notice the big changes alone. What's in a Pandemic? Big change but not big enough Half year of the year, an year of my life. Sometimes I wonder why do I even dream about experiencing or living the mental scenarios that I make. Most of the times the good ones, few nights even the bad ones. More often than not, I guess the mental scenarios that I make are not even mine. They are just bits and snaps of the songs, poems, essays, movies that I have borrowed because I liked them at a certain point of time in my life. So what is it that I want if I take away all the internalised outside influence. Do I really need to be disappointed when something that I supposedly wish for doesn't come true? And the fact that it is hard for me to recollect how I was or what I used to do still surprises me. Was I a good person? Who is a good person? If not for the photographs I would not even remember how I used to look like. She's like a strange...

The constitution drafted around 70 years ago, as far as India is concerned, continues to be the light house to guide legislators, judiciary and executive towards the ideals that can give freedom and equality in the truest sense. Times change but few eternal values will always resonate with every generation that lives on the planet. And the halo around these values keeps growing and the utopian dream keeps getting better bringing justice to its name. Why is it that even though we know the vulnerable or problematic areas it is difficult to completely solve the issue? It's the same year after year. Why do issues which are man-made so hard to get rid off? There is wide consensus on the good and the bad but yet the definition of good and bad changes with the proximity. Nobody wants to be treated badly, and if they are treated badly an apology is expected. But when a person is treated badly the most common given reason is that the receiving person deserves such treatment. And this subjec...

Monsters and demons, now I know these terms for imaginative beings came to be used to describe the human behaviour and deeds. Humans are capable of doing such horrendous heinous deeds which cannot be seen in the entire living world on this planet. A human can kill another human. Well, there's not one reason why s/he does that. A number of reasons and devices have been developed for doing it. Ah! Let's list the way a person can be killed. 1. Strangle, most economical way 2. Stab, slit, the old fashioned way. 3. Shoot, a light weight way 4. Bomb, for the 'inevitable' wars 5. Poison, the way to a person's heart is through the stomach 6. Road rage, for the emotional beings 7. Rape, a way to prove a no means yes. The list is long, but I'll stop here. A recent event, the details of which are so horrifying that not even a crime-thriller author could come up with it. I've read about torture incidents and how psychotic people have killed their victims. But this takes...