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Reincarnation

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Have you ever seen inevitable personified? We keep writing about standing at the edge of the abyss, just like movies, but never address what happens after slipping from one. It is just like the taste of cyanide – unknown, until one fine day, someone survives the day just to tell the world if everyone before him tasted a sweet, bitter, or sour death. We keep testing our limits and pushing further and there’s just so much life can take, and the limits let loose and you free fall from the abyss. Standing there, with an aimless heart and a blank mind and absorbing the utmost beauty and solace of nature’s waterfall while sliding inch by inch by the back force of the same water, somehow the entire scene out of a movie set seems extremely inevitable in retrospection. How much careful and cautious can you be when nature pulls you in? Well, that is the beauty and wrath of nature at once. In one split second it can take you from daydreaming to fighting in between the crossfires of gravity and b...

Push and Pull!

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Would you walk down that rusty road, On the pebbles that made you yearn. Would you hold up your guard like a sword Or shatter it just to learn? Would you lose yourself just for once Like that fluttering strand of hair Or would you stray around like that brittle leaf Just to wander around in the air? What do you tell yourself when you lose it all When the sky seems to move too fast? Do you even wish to stop by and ask What are they running past? There are days between your highs and lows Where you just wanna feel your breath. Do you even miss the you, you were Before your soul was touched by death? What do you think would have possibly happened, If your conscious had not distanced away? What do you think would have possibly changed, If that night your soul did not go astray? Do you feel the strength in the barren trees Once they lose all their leaves? They stand more firmly now, than ever Against the cold, dark winter breeze. Did you try standing at the edge of the abyss With your heart...

Letter to Myself

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What if you could hope and wish And see rocks turning into gold? What if you could stare at the night sky  And feel the stars rubbing your back? What if you could stand alone at the shore And see beyond the horizon? What if you could plan the wrong things And see it all happen before your eyes? Rocks, gold, stars and the night sky Shore, horizon, wrong things and expectations; Just another synonym for your failing expectations Yet another red cross on your list of things you could have! Disappointment is the only constant While you are busy setting up all your variables. Failing expectations be your que card Among all your other burning sensations! What ifs exceed your 'Have' list The mind draws on a new canvas! While the cool night breeze brushes your hair across  The first ray of sunshine builds up new masterpieces! Only if you could see... Only if you could see how wrong you are! Only if you could train your haywir...

Forgotten Promises

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Hope, A treacherous alibi to rely on To see the days turning into night fall and To get back with the Sun shining, up and high. You live every day clinging onto that very hope. Hope that keeps your heart beating and Your soul reaping those tiny bits of Expectations, That you call hope. Distance Rips you farther apart and yet, That one hope keeps that  Wry smile on your dried and burnt lips Constant. Voice, Like a 24x7 ticking clock  That turns into screams in my head, Every now and then Like a reminder alarm of him being around; Until I press that snooze button giving  A plethora of fake calms and soothe. Patience, Why is it necessarily associated with a woman? From whom the society expects  Poise and a decent gesture That suffocates and chokes her And forces her to stand before that abyss  Of infinite heartbreaks and oblivion! It's her responsibility to go against herself and Take ...

Blurreeddd

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With the blurred 2 a.m. Whatsapp texts The ticks that turn a blurry blue, With the heaving breath of distress Yeah, ‘twas a situation You least expect to undo. Balance is a dangerous word, Bending steadiness down the knee. Blurry images, a dimly lit room, What else did it need? ‘Heavy’ was the word of the hour As Chester smiled all the way up. A heavy breath, a choking throat Well, no way the heart could miss. You tend to live on lessons more than a lifetime You feel ENOUGH! Yet experiences fail, your heart skips a beat, You bat your dried up eyelids in search of emotions. After all, the easiest thing To deal with, is your heart. ‘Expectations’, ‘Reliability’, ‘Faith’ Such dimensionless variables for a change. ‘Distance’, ‘Virtual Reality’ Well not just terms in those lifeless pages You flip rampantly in search of answers, To questions hanging in the air, Across miles. Between souls. The passing night holds that one precious drop At the edges of your eyelashes, After all, it’s yo...

'Coz He Left... I Didn't...!

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'coz every ending has a beginning. This novel has a sequel.... Suddenly I realised it's been over an hour. I kept standing naked, blank, after turning off the shower. The water droplets kept making trails all along my bare skin from the dripping hair to my feet. When everyone in this mighty world, was fast asleep, there was one shattered soul wide awake. I kept sitting at the corner of the dark moist foggy washroom, smelling of despair, regret and helplessness emanating from my body. It was cold inside. I felt the need of warmth. At least a source of material warmth. Drying off the residual water I huddled up on my chair and fired up Facebook on my laptop. The search bar had his name on top. Throughout the day I had spent going through his pictures just to feel his presence around.  I couldn't get over his voice. His aroma was still fresh all over my body. The marks he had left last night were still red and new. I could still feel him all over. T...

... and let the battle begin...!! -_-

: and YES! … let the battle begin… let the warriors take their stance… let the opponents assemble all the weapons… let the judges prepare themselves for the war… let the bells knoll… let the sun rise… let the bright morning come into being…!! Yeah… WE ARE READY…!! Ready for the first official call for A-T-T-A-C-K…!! Ready for the invigilators to come in… ready for the Seal to break open… ready for the clock to tick 1:45… the blazing unfamiliar faces amongst whom the principal even seems an acquaintance… the last minute prayers… the OMR filling… the nervous looks… the rage of silent “All The Bests”…!! The final heart beat… and yeah… “You may turn your papers and start reading…!” *phew* what’s going to be the essay topics… which report will come… how much comprehendible the comprehension would be?? Hope to fit in the précis within 100 words… and the GRAMMAR???? The rather unknown world in the paper… hopefully all the sentences will comply with the rules…!! OMG… OMG… OMG… its ISC… yeah… ...

You Are A Girl! You Keep Shut!

A world of living beings is a world of independence and relatedness. ‘Independence’- as in individual aspect,belonging to any race, cast, creed, religion or ‘sex’ or even an eunuch -should be Independent to live his ‘own’ life, in his ‘own’ way, with complete self-confidence, self-reliance and pride, should be permitted to live his ‘own’thoughts and fulfill his own dreams. Relatedness – as in, in our daily life, we do always try to relate to others to live happily and with complete contentment thinking either – there is someone to support me or that, it is not only me who is living the way I live, I do have others leading the same kind of life. Though a very heavy and serious introduction for a school level magazine, however, I possibly couldn’t start off directly with – molestations, subjugated status of woman in the society, male chauvinism, sexual abuse regarding women, and finally something that I didn’t to talk about, but present social condition has forced me to – “Rape”…!Women,...