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Looking back at the boy
I stood at the metro station. Dressed in formals, the attire of a corporate prison, with a group of people gathered outside. They were always there, irrespective of the time and day. A regular routine. Court to office, office to home. I barely remember when was the last time I paused to take a look around. As observed, a few people could be seen eating … Continue reading Looking back at the boy
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I Am Lost In A Metropolitan
As I look around the city, I see abysmal faces. Souls running after nothingness. There are skyscrapers all around, shadowing the sun, the trees, and human desires. The corporate ladders are leading downwards in a spiral while the young minds visibly irate seem lost within. It’s a sorry state of affairs, this metropolitan. A jungle of concrete with no time to spare. Everyday being a … Continue reading I Am Lost In A Metropolitan
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The Unfamiliar Touch -by Gunjan Narang
Ceremonial hugs were exchanged between the mother and her. Her mother’s eyes welled up, like any mother’s eyes do on parting with their child. It was time to exchange the ceremonial half-embrace with her father. Continue reading The Unfamiliar Touch -by Gunjan Narang
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MeToo Movement In India
The MeToo movement that began in the year 2017 has been making waves around the globe. Post entering the territories of India, it has made its presence felt on the subject of sexual harassment at workplace, abuse of power, and violence across industries. There have been accounts and narratives of erstwhile celebrities, purported victims such as female actors, directors, writers, corporate members, bloggers or social … Continue reading MeToo Movement In India
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In the Stillness of Winter, Life Takes a Pause
It was again the time for me to plan a trip to the Himalayas. I am blessed enough to be a resident of Delhi from where a mere 12 hours of drive lands me to the areas of opulent greens, clouds, and the mighty peaks. Watching the first glance of the morning hills becomes an addiction to me, smelling the sweet scent of wildflowers becomes … Continue reading In the Stillness of Winter, Life Takes a Pause
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The Unwritten Diary
Sometimes it’s better to leave the pages of history blank. Some excerpts are better off unwritten. Better off as an “unwritten diary”. Continue reading The Unwritten Diary
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Cuba: An Enchanted Island
Cuba happens to be place stuck in time with miles of white sand beaches, small towns with striking architecture, clear blue water with puffy clouds above and best rum the world that you can taste along with the world’s famous cigars. All this could be enjoyed while driving around in a vintage classic. Very few people have managed to discover this magical island and all … Continue reading Cuba: An Enchanted Island
An Encounter With The Unknown
I kept running. As fast as my legs could take. Breathing heavily, panting, as the shadows swept past by. Something felt wrong, amiss. Something was following me, matching my pace, feet to feet. It felt like a nightmare. A moment back, I was at the dinner table and a second later I am running for my life. Thundering around in the alley. Was it a … Continue reading An Encounter With The Unknown
Alcohol and Steroids in UK: to be or not to be
Everyone who dared to take steroids sooner or later wondered if the drugs were compatible with alcoholic beverages. For some it is a matter of life and death, for others it is a matter of principle that they refuse to drink alcohol by taking steroids. The rest of them clearly know what they want and do not change into little things, but go to their … Continue reading Alcohol and Steroids in UK: to be or not to be
The Girl Who Never Was
It was difficult to comprehend. A brilliant student, a tactician and an orator like her were being subjugated to a lifelong homeliness. Albeit, the decision was made. It had to be… Continue reading The Girl Who Never Was
Tangled
And at times these thoughts Are caught up and held. At times these are bizzardly arduous. Why cant it be simple and sober? Why it has to be knotted all over? As much as I try, to let it go. As much as I want, the feelings to flow. They keep knocking My brains out They keep spacing My heart throughout. ©freak_sneha You may reach … Continue reading Tangled
ENDURANCE
This post is very close to me. After hearing/reading about the on going rape incidents I, as a women, as a daughter and as a mother feel so terrified to even step out. The irony is, we are left to be caged and the monsters are left out to hunt.
The society we live in, leaves us helpless. Continue reading ENDURANCE
Being Soulless
In this lost lost world We look for some solitude An escape from roles and noise An escape to somewhere like paradise We often wear different masks in mundane We play roles we seldom want to sustain. And then there is a day Where we open the doors Only to set ourself free Physically and mentally And in an instance You find yourself a little … Continue reading Being Soulless
