So Long, India – The Patriarchy, Assault, and Women.
We try to romanticize this world but the world has gone in gutters. This little life we live, we die everyday. The anger inside me makes me want to kill myself out of helplessness.
Read MoreWe try to romanticize this world but the world has gone in gutters. This little life we live, we die everyday. The anger inside me makes me want to kill myself out of helplessness.
Read MoreThe truth is, society is threatened by people like Meursault. People like him have accepted that none of it matters. Would you dare accept it?
Read MoreSylvia Plath and Vincent van Gogh. We want to know so much about their death. But, what do we know about their lives? I guess Vincent and Sylvia might have been good friends if they were to ever meet. I have so much to say about these two.
Read MoreI turned 26 this month. It was a beautiful day and a chaotic month for everything that was.
Read MoreI want to get a new tattoo. It actually is from this book A Little Life. ‘x = x’.
Read MoreWe move on or try to move on, but we carry the memories of who we have lost forever. We promise ourselves and to their spirit with tears in our eyes that we will always remember them. We try to hold on to the last conversation we had.
Read MoreTaylor basically announced that she will be dropping 16 new songs the very next day. THE FACT THAT THERE WAS NO WARNING. NO EASTER EGG. NOTHING. (if this isn’t the proof that anything can happen in 2020, then I don’t know what is.)
Read MoreHowever I never read. I only acted that I was reading. Maybe at times I read a page or two but I can’t even remember what I used to read or what kind of books were we offered to read. There used to be a pile of these 60ish books on the table and you had to randomly pick one to read for the next 30 mins.
Read MoreDoesn’t matter which body type,
Since we are always ready to bring you down.
And then we’ll wonder why did you frown.
Is it something that you did off your limits?
Sometimes, the answers aren’t clear. Sometimes, I don’t even get an answer. I only see that girl smiling at me. Creepy. I let the question go with a belief that
Read MoreThe night light casts it’s way
No light offered to my grave,
She is stumbling in her pursue of grace,
Hunting patience, with avengeance.
She stands out looking
How can we bring a better world around of forgiveness and love, if we cannot even forgive ourselves or hold grudges to those who have wronged us? If God himself forgave us long back, who are we to hold onto guilt and hurts? But then, is forgiving enough?
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