Thousand Times Over

This is old school writing. If you're a skimmer, this is not for you! It will make you wonder, why I wrote it? Nonetheless, I DID! Disclaimer: A bit longer, a bit unusual and a bit disturbing.

How many hearts can you break!

Enough has been written on the receiving end of the heartbreaks; today let’s see how it feels to be on the other side of the grass.

Little Things That Matter

It's not for us to say,
what it'll be.
At the end of the day,
we'll see.
Which way the whole thing bends,
and what it could bring.
Because nothing really matters,
except the little things!

We are not alone!

WE ARE NOT ALONE

Are we really alone? Or is it just in our mind?Find what does it mean, when 'We are Not Alone!'

Pursuit of known to unknown

I’m Bored of being bored because being bored is boring. The only way I find to make sense out of life is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance. To understand what ‘the plunging, the moving and the dancing’ was all about, in one sentence, concluding the entirety of how to...

Human Insight

If eyes could see through the bellowing tides, You might have known what do I think. If that eerie would have buried in your heart, You might have known what do I think. If wind might have blown the curtain of  benightedness, Then you might also have seen beyond the window. If your narcissistic eyelids...