Ms. Typewriter

I am literally amazed at how fast this year passed. I am like it was just yesterday a new year came and tomorrow we are at the end of the year. This year was indeed special for me not because it gave me many things but because it gave me few things with great lessons. At the beginning of this year I lost hope. I felt like this was the end of my life. I couldn't see any happiness or joy coming from any side. All I could see was darkness , emptiness and loneliness. But I didn't give up. I don't know what and how but I kept fighting. I kept fighting for what was right even when no one supported me. I kept fighting for my self respect. I kept fighting for my children. I know this fight will take a lot of time to win. And frankly saying I don't even care about winning anymore. All that matters to me is my mental health which is becoming stable after lot of struggle. I would often feel like I am inside a deep ocean. There is darkness everywhere. I am scared of swi

After a while, I learned this world isn't for the kind. After a while, I learned that not all are meant to stay. After a while, I learned that heartbreaks are the real breaks. After a while, I learned that actions are always greater than words. After a while, I learned it was hard to unlearn certain emotions. After a while, I learned to lean on a wall instead of a shoulder. After a while, I learned its always you and yourself. After a while, I learned not to give the power of trust to all. After a while, I learned to be silent when my words aren't valued. After a while, I learned to speak only when it hit the right chord. After a while, I learned that truth will always remain high After a while, I learned people change more rapidly than seasons. After a while, I learned to let go of situations which harm my mental health. After a while, I learned accept the changes and change myself when needed. After a while, I learned to see beauty in broken things and relationshi

Her light was growing dim, She kept watching him, How fast her life changed? Or maybe her life was rearranged! From her to his, From we to us! She was looked down, With many reasons to frown, Her own skin pricked to death, Hopes died but she breathe! The sun never shone in her sky, All she did was only cry. Words were lighter than air, Crumpling the rose in her hair, What bad did she do? She fell in love so true! His fire burned the ties, He was a beast in a man's disguise, Lies were scattered all around, The shining world crushed to the ground, The flowers lost their scent, Gripped with fear her life was spent, Her eyes were hard and ashamed, For no fault her fate was chained, The world worshipped him as sane, In her world,he was a bane, Colourful dreams faded soon, And left the sky with a faint moon, Every night she was painted, With shades of dark and tainted, Morning came with hues of pink, The reality made her sink, She wasn't his permanent ink, Did she ever ha

She was once that girl, Who was scared of darkness, Now, darkness is her friend! She was once that girl, Who hated to be alone, Now, being alone is her fate! She was once that girl, Who laughed at silly things, Now, laughter is her poison! She was once that girl, Who had colourful dreams, Now, dream was her curse! She was once that girl, Who had a heart of gold, Now, her heart is a rock! She was once a girl, Who was full of hope, Now, hope was her bane! She was once a girl, Who bubbled with joy, Now, joy was her melancholy! She was once a girl, Who loved to live, Now, love became her death!

When the storm hits the sea, Will you be my saviour? When grief pours down the eyes, Will you wipe them away? When darkness engulfs the life, Will you be my light? When the world shuts me down? Will you lift me up? When words fail to express, Will you talk for me? When my shoulders get burdened, Will you share the weight? When I don't have a reason to love, Will you love me till eternity? When there are endless chances to give up, Will you still fight for me?

Many times we take life for granted.  That single breathe of ours is so precious. But we don't value it until we are at the verge of losing it.  That family relative is so valuable. But we don't value it until we lose them due to some really petty issues.  That friendship of ours is so beautiful. We don't care for it until they are a gone and we are left with regrets.  That bond with our parents is so pure. We don't understand it until they are gone forever. Sometimes we are too late to show someone that we love, care and value them. We think there is a lot of time but we forget that time waits for none. If you love someone say it today. If you care for someone then show them today. If you value someone then express it today. Because no one knows when we would be leaving this place.  We have got one life but many things to love and cherish. You cannot sit around and cry for something which you cannot change. You cannot spend your entire life regretting and g

When do we actually change? I have come across many people in my life who changed for better and worst.  Few years back,I was quite a judgemental person. I used to judge people a lot. I will not lie but I have hurt many people too. I have even been hurt by them also. When I reached rock bottom in my life, I came to know that ,not everything is as we see.People are different and so are their perspectives. People change when something big happens in their life - be it bad or good. A simple word or a talk can impact someone's life to a great extent.  Every person has deep secrets within them. Some like to share and some like to hide. We hurt them very badly by being judgemental. As they say never judge a book by its cover, I would say never judge a person because of his smile. Its the one who smiles a lot who hides a lot.  I used to be so blunt that there were times when I told people about how they changed. I didn't even like it when someone changed. But now I know wh

To that abuser, Who quenched his thirst by sucking the life out me. To that abuser, Who broke me into pieces which never could be joined. To that abuser, Who belittled me for no fault of mine, To that abuser, Who snatched away my innocence. To that abuser, Who crushed my self respect. To that abuser, Who crumpled my trust. To that abuser, Who played with my feelings. To that abuser, Thank you for doing all these! To that abuser, Thank you for helping me discover my wings. To that abuser, Thank you for helping me teach whom to trust. To that abuser, Thank you for teaching me to love my self. To that abuser, Thank you for showing me that you don't deserve me. To that abuser, Thank you for burning me into a Phoenix!

I should have loved you a little more, Not more, not less, Just a little more! When words turned into knife, Stabbing every vein and every nerve, I should have loved you a little more, Not more, not less, Just a little more! When love turned into a game, With only loss at my end and win for you, I should have loved you a little more, Not more, not less, Just a little more! When relationship turned to a war, With blood smeared on my face and smile on yours, I should have loved you a little more, Not more, not less, Just a little more! When emotions were buried inside a book, Tears fell like dry leaves from a tree, I should have loved you a little more, Not more, not less, Just a little more! When eyes became void with grief, Hearts were hardened like a rock, I should have loved you a little more, Not more, not less, Just a little more! When my own reflection became a thorn, Decision became destiny with questions, I should have loved you a little more, Not more, not less, Jus

From broken crayons to broken hearts, From sailing paper boats to hiding emotions, From reading books to digital messages, From real friendships to virtual relations, From writing diary to updating status, From travelling for fun to travelling for peace, From loving everyone to loving myself, I grew up into an adult burying my inner child! I grew up into a woman burying that joyful girl! I grew up into a person burying that emotional mask!

I am not living, I am fighting with my fate. I am not living, I am fighting with my tears. I am not living, I am fighting to be grounded. I am not living, I am fighting to stay normal. I am not living, I am fighting for my soul. I am not living, I am fighting to stay calm. I am not living, I am fighting to find myself. I am not living, I am fighting to rescue my dreams. I am not living, I am fighting to stay alive!

For the heart which keeps grieving, For the heart which keeps shattering, For the heart which keeps getting fooled, For the heart which keeps getting wounded, For the heart which keeps forgiving For the heart which takes forever for healing, Don't worry you are stronger than you think. You are like a boat which keeps sailing between storms and strong waves yet don't drown.  You are like that bird which keeps flying through dark clouds and finally get to see the sun. You are like that seed which blooms by the strong winds and drops of rain. Every day is not the same. Some days are gloomy Some days are bloomy, Some days you are on cloud nine, Some days you are inside a dark room, Some days you love the rain, Some days you hate the sunshine, Its OK whatever you feel. Accept whatever your situation is and don't run away from it. The more you run the more it occupies your mind. When it occupies your mind your life becomes a mess.  Whatever the situation maybe don'

Someone just asked me ," Has the greatest moment in your life arrived?" I failed to answer the question and just smiled. What would I say? There are so many moments in my life which are so special and close to my heart.  Is it the moment when I saw my tears of joy in my mother's eye when I was awarded a rank? Is it the moment when my dad whispered," I am proud of you" when I got a job. Is it the moment when my relatives envied my success? Is it the moment when my friend's sister told me ," Sister, you are an inspiration and I want to become like you." Is it the moment when I saw my daughter, my bundle of joy for the first time? Is it the moment when I held my son for the first time? Is it the moment when my daughter wiped away my tears and assured that everything will be OK? Is it the moment when my son stood up for me and fought for my rights? Is it the moment when I was at the verge of giving up but fought back against all odds? Is it

The most frequently asked question to my parents is "Don't you have a son?" Or "You have only two daughters?  Well, I used to really get angry when people used to ask such questions with my parents. Many times my mother used to feel sad but my dad used to answer them confidently. " " "My daughters are no less than sons. They are my pride." Though the answer was simple but it was deep. When I got the rank in my B.ed examination, my dad was the happiest one. He had tears in his eyes. I still remember those words which he told me -" You have made me proud today. I wish everyone has a daughter like you." That day I cried out of joy. I got my first job. It was indeed a special moment because I was the first female in our family to study that far and secure a job. This was possible only because of my parents support. My dad is my inspiration. People told him many things -  " Why are you investing on a girl's education? Sav

She carried a bag, Which had unanswered questions, Which had unheard prayers, Which had endless complains, Which had unmet needs, Which had unloved moments, Which had unsaid words, Which had unhealed traumas, Which had unread life chapters, We all carry such an emotional bag. The difference is in the way we carry it. For some those are experiences and for some those are memories. Each one of us are burdened and it is up to us how well we deal with it. Let's be kind to each other and support those in need. A simple smile or a word of hope can do wonders to someone who is suffering. So, let's reach out to people because that's the least we can do.  You never know the story behind those smiles. You never know the pain behind those tears. You never know how hard it is for someone to just laugh out loudly. These may sound simple but for someone it is hard as climbing a mountain! You don't lose anything by lending your hand or giving your shoulder. The satisfactio

A person who was your everything becomes nothing. A person who was nothing to you becomes your everything. Sometimes you will get help from people who are completely strangers. Sometimes even your closest people will not help you at the time of need. If someone loves you truly, they will need just one reason to stay. If someone hates you, they will not need any reason to leave. Don't stay at a place where you aren't respected, heard and cared. Because the longer you stay, the more you will lose yourself. You can have pocket full of money,bunch of friends and a good lifestyle. But you may not have peace of mind. You may have not enough money, few friends and an average lifestyle. But you may have peace of mind. Every bad person will have atleast one good quality and every good person will have atleast one bad quality. So don't judge anyone.

She hid herself, Behind those facade full of lies, Bruised wasn't her body, Bruised was her soul, For the one who was her everything, For the one to whom she was nothing! Bit by bit she died, Just like a plant without water, Just like a bird inside a cage, Just like a person without dreams, Bruised wasn't her body, Bruised was her soul,  For the one who she loved, For the one who never loved her back!

When you were born, it was the most happiest day in my life. I always wanted a brother who would protect me, annoy me and correct me. But, maybe I wasn't lucky enough to have one. I didn't want my daughter to ever be deprived of that. In every prayer, I used to ask Allah to bless me with a son and a brother for my daughter. As you started growing up, we had our share of ups and downs in our relationship. I realised that I needed to act like a friend with you rather than a demanding and commanding mother.  I always had this dream of seeing you as a successful lawyer. I wanted you to fight for the rights of woman and serve justice to whoever was right. The day you graduated was one of the memorable days of my life. I was proud when you spoke about how I inspired you in every step of your life. What else does a mother need when she hears such words? It felt like I have achieved the greatest milestone in my life. As you are walking down the aisle today, my eyes are wet

It wasn't the thorns that pricked her, It were those flowers. It wasn't the storm which shook her, It were those waters. It wasn't the curses which broke her, It was that  love. It wasn't the words which tore her, It was the silence. It wasn't the ailment which weakened her, It was the richness. It wasn't the fake promise which sulked her, It was the truth. It wasn't the world which expoilted her, It was she herself!

Her wings were made up of fire, Was it a boon or a curse? She burned those who touched her, She burned those who cared for her, She burned those who flew with her, She burned those who moved from her, She burned those who trusted her, She burned those who broke her, She wasn't made for love, She wasn't made to lose, She found herself in the fire, She shone herself within the fire, She was a queen without a crown, She was a warrior without a weapon, Her wings were made up of fire, Was it a boon or a curse?

Maintaing boundaries in any relationship is very important. You cannot let people enter your life, use you as they need and leave you. It will leave you devasted and you start losing trust on people. Healthy boundaries will help you to keep your mental health at bay.  Relationships are like bridges. It connects people both physically and emotionally with love, care, understanding, trust and hope. But sometimes when you are too good to people, they take advantage of you. That's when you will have to burn the bridge. There are people who will break your heart without any reason. There are people who will envy your success. There are people who will mock your failure. There are people who will let you down. There are people who won't acknowledge you. Burn the bridge between such people before its too late. Don't let their negativity enter your heart and shatter your confidence.Learn to say NO when you aren't comfortable with something. Don't compromise your

She had no crown, But she was a queen, She had no palace, But she had a home, She had no friend, But she had a family. Yet, She was alone! Yet, She was lonely! There wasn't an ear to listen, There wasn't a heart to care, There wasn't a hand to hold, She was alone! She was lonely! From dawn to dusk, Her work never ended, Not an acknowledgement , Not a word of appreciation, She was taken for granted, She was hurled with insults, She was a punching bag, She was alone! She was lonely! From a blooming flower to crushed petals, From a bubbly girl to a lonely woman, Her journey was never ending, Because she was alone! She was lonely!

"I have never seen such an irresponsible person in my life." - Sharath was yelling. "But I have seen such a person. Infact that person is the most irresponsible one I have ever seen." - Radhika said calmly. "Really! Who is that?" Sharath raised his brows. "He"- Radhika pointed towards the mirror. Sharath was stumped.  Radhika smiled and said -" You are the most irresponsible  person I have ever seen. Did you forget how you used to treat me during initial  days of our marriage?" "How can you even come up with the same thing after so many years?" He questioned with a frustrated look. "I can never forget those days. The only difference is now you got to know the real pain when it happened with your daughter. Back then, you forgot that even I was someone's daughter who was raised with utmost care and love." Radhika spoke wiping her tears. Sharath was guilty now. She was right, in the initial days of their

When your trust is broken, It is very difficult to restore it back. It takes a lot of time to trust anyone again. A broken trust is just like crumpled paper, no matter how hard you try you cannot restore it back to its original form.  Trust is the more important thing in any relationship. Once it's broken, it's gone. No amount of apology will bring back that trust again. You fear falling in love again. You fear to go closer to people. You start doubting people who wants to come closer to you. You start building strong walls around yourself and not let anyone enter it. All in all, you become a completely different individual.  People will start saying that you have changed a lot. But will never know what made you change to such an extent. Its very easy to judge. Every person is fighting. Every person is in war with himself. The difference is some are experts in hiding their emotions and worries. A ever smiling person would be the one who is suffering the most. People

It's often easy to advice about 'forget and forgive'. When I went through abuse people around me adviced me a lot about this and the saddest thing was people who went through it said forget and forgive. Is it so easy to do that? It took me a good amount of time to forgive people who hurt me and broke my self confidence. I had grudges against them. I wanted to see them suffer just like how I did. It may sound rude but my state of mind was like that. There were many sleepless nights and my days were spent in overthinking. I realised that holding on to the things which are meant to let go causes you more problems. Gradually I learned to let go. It wasn't easy. It isn't an overnight change. I am person who don't accept change easily. It takes lot of time for me. Now I am in such a stage where I don't feel anything for them. I have no love nor hatred for them. Because they don't deserve anything from my side. Let go of anger. Let go of grudges. Le

Sometimes you don't understand why you are sad. There might not be any reason for your sadness and you cannot be happy either. You feel like something is missing in your life. There comes many questions in your mind and while you try to find answers to those questions you fail miserably.  I feel like crying out loudly sometimes. Not in front of anyone but alone in my room where no one would see me in such a vulnerable state. Because not all care for your genuinely, some are just happy to see you broken. So, I hide my tears in front of them. I don't want to let them win though I am broken from inside. There were times when I used to depend on people to get rid of that empty feeling inside me. I used to go on and on about my state of mind. Some gave me advices and some just shut me off. I don't blame them because not all are meant to hear you out. You cannot pour your heart to any random person. It has to be someone special. This is what I learned gradually. So, n

Dear old me, I won't ask you how you are? After death does anyone ask you how you are? No! That's how i am now. I am dead and who killed me? It's me! I killed myself!  I killed myself for those selfish people who were never mine. I killed myself for those people who sold my smile to keep their life happy. I killed myself to fulfill their dreams. I killed myself to please people. I killed myself for fake words of appreciation. I killed myself to survive in this worthless society. I feel very bad sometimes. I don't like this new me. I have changed a lot. I have lost my originality. I have lost my innocence. I have started to pretend to be happy which I am not. I am like a stone now with no hard feelings. I cannot smile genuinely. I cannot cry genuinely.  Where have I ended up? I loved you so much. I was proud of you. But, still I chose to kill you. Old me, I miss you and I know you will never come back. I will keep missing you till my last breathe. From, New m

Rekha wiped off the beads of sweat from her forehead as she switched off the lights of the kitchen. It was a heavy day for her today. There were guests from morning who came up to visit her bedridden mother in law. Rekha like a good daughter in law welcomed all of them happily.  She opened the cupboard to take her night clothes. There fell a photograph. It was her photograph in bharatnatyam costume from her college days. She looked young,energetic and her eyes shone with enthusiasm. She looked at herself in the mirror and found that she has changed. She looked tired, bored and her eyes didn't have any spark left. She again looked at the photograph and smiled.  "I would never compromise my bharatnatyam for anyone. I will find a husband who will support my passion." Rekha used to tell her friends during college days. Now she thought how naive and innocent she was back then. She got married to Ram, soon after her graduation. Though it was an arranged marriage, Ra

It poured again,  Creating ripples and pitter patter, Cold winds blew into her face, Reminding her of his soothing love, Hand in hand was all she wanted, A minute of care was all she carved for, She jumped into those puddles , Forgetting all about her worries,  She held onto the umbrella of hope, In search of that rainbow, Which would turn her colourless life into colours, Which would turn her dreams into reality, Which would bring her from darkness to light. It poured again, From her eyes this time, Reminding her of his betrayal, Hearts were wounded,  Ego remained grounded, Till when will she cry? There is a day she had to die! No umbrella could shield her, No shade could protect her, She was dishonored, She was splintered, The dark clouds subsided, The sun spread its warmth, She was engulfed by that love,  That love which was pure as water, That love which was spotless like a pearl. It poured again, This time she was alone and happy, Her grief was washed away, Her joys we

They envy her smile, But fail to see her tears every night, They envy her success, But fail to see her getting crushed between societal norms. They envy her achievement,  But fail to see those slanders spread about her. They envy her confidence, But fail to see how she stands up after being pushed down. They envy her, Because she is a woman who isn't scared to be herself!

Today morning, as I opened the social media, I saw a couple of wishes on mother's day occasion.  There were many offers also going on in many online and offline stores too for this occasion. I was surprised, a mother deserves to be celebrated everyday for her scarifices, selfless love and what not. Everyday is a mothers day because a mother never rests. When I became a mother, I got many free advices from mothers around me. Some were like irritating me to the core. I wanted to tell that -" we are living a modern world and none of those old techniques work now." At one point I was so fed up that I hated meeting people. I slumped down into depression. I started feeling guilty about not taking enough care of my child. But then I realised every mother is also like a new born child. She doesn't know anything. She has to learn everything step by step. The thing which every new mother can do is learn and take only needed advice. Don't crowd your mind with all

The nature is so beautiful. So am I,  in my own ways, How beautiful is that seed which turns to a plant! How beautiful is that bud with turns to a flower! How beautiful are those clouds which pour without any hesitation! How beautiful are those sunsets which set to come again tomorrow! How beautiful is the morning which shines so bright! How beautiful is the night which illuminates the moonlight! How beautiful are those winds which blows across the lands! How beautiful are those waves which rise and fall and meet at the shore! How beautiful are those leaves which falls out to give space to new ones! How beautiful is every season and the memories with it! Nature is always changing, Nature is always giving, Nature is beautiful! So am l, in my own ways! Will you accept me the same way as you accept the changing Nature?

When I was a teenager, I used to believe happiness lies in those luxurious lifestyle. I always dreamnt of having one. I used to see rich people who were happy.  But, as I grew older, I learned that happiness didn't depend on materialistic  things.  It depended on those small moments which couldn't be bought by money.  It depended on being contented and grateful for the things you have. It depended on the small gestures of love from your near and dear ones. It depended on the effort you would do to bring a smile on those who are sad. It depended on the effort you would make to show a ray of hope to people who lost that spark in their life. Life is all about spreading happiness wherever you can. It can be by helping, caring, loving and sharing. Life is all about living in between those smiles and cries. It's all about ups and downs. No one knows when we will leave this place. Until you are here,help someone genuinely.  People these days help each other for their s

I feel like my life has become just like a kite. I am flying high but someone has held the string to control me. I want to fly with my own wings but they are clipped by my near and dear ones.  Why was I handed over to someone who never valued my wings?  My wings are meant to fly. They are meant to travel to great heights and conquer the world which I had dreamnt. Sometimes I feel, I was so stupid to think-My life, My wish. But the reality is something else.  My life but their wish! My wings but their control! My dreams but their will! With each passing day I started to bury myself and a new person started growing. I wasn't familiar with this new person in fact I didn't like but I couldn't help. I was changing for others. I forgot that in this process I am losing my happiness. Now, I am stuck in between two boats. I want to go back to my old self but I couldn't leave my new self behind. It has started haunting me. It has led to many sleepless nights.  Who I a

Life is all about memories.  Some good, some bad, some weird, some crazy, some sad, some happy and many more.When I was a little girl, I was very sensitive. When someone would talk bad about me, it took me many days to overcome that. But luckily,I had this habit of forgetting any bad memory. I could never remember it again no matter how hard I used to try. I was happy with that because I had no fear of going back to those memories and crying at it. When I grew up, this habit of mine changed. I started to keep every bad memory within me. There are lot of incidents in my life where I got hurt and learned my lesson too. But the pain which came along got deep into my heart. I couldn't show it to anyone. I started pretending to hide it. I didn't want people to tag me as a weak woman. I pretended to have  that  I DONT CARE attitude.But deep down I was broken. I wanted to cry and complain but I knew it wasn't worth it. By pretending for so many years, I lost myself. I

"Why isn't Sara picking up my call?" - Aru frowned at herself. Aru caught an auto and went to Sara's accommodation. She found it locked. Now Aru started getting worried. Sara never behaved like this.  She rang the doorbell next door, who happened to be Mrs. Fernandes, Sara's neighbour. Mrs. Fernandes opened the door and gave her a warm smile.  "Hello aunty, do you know where Sara has gone? She isn't picking up my calls since two days and I checked the door it seemed to be locked. Do you know anything?" Aru asked in one go. "Don't you know? Sara is admitted in the hospital. " Mrs. Fernandes  replied softly. Aru felt like someone has pulled the ground beneath her legs. She felt like her throat had dried up. She asked about the hospital address and left from there.  ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Aru's heart pained to see her best friend, Sara between those tubes and monitors. Why di

The days back then, were wonderful, Hearts were bigger, houses were small. Smiles were real, fights were rare. Relations were true, promises weren't fake. Games were meaningful, playing outside was fun. Love was pure, joys were shared. But now, Hearts are smaller, houses are big. Smiles are fake,fights are common. Relations are false, promises are broken. Games are meaningless, playing inside is fun. Love is impure, joys are hidden.  Where are we heading to? This new life is pushing us to depression and loneliness.  People are used just like things and things are valued for their price.  I want to go back to those days and value my relations and find true love. Unlike now, I don't want to get used by others for their needs. I want to be loved for what I am. Will those days come back ever? 

I had so many dreams while growing up. I wanted to be a doctor. I wanted to be successful.  I wanted to look after my parents.  I wanted to be financially  independent.  But as I started growing, these dreams started getting foggy. I was pushed to see the reality. Life doesn't go the way you think. All your dreams aren't meant to be fulfilled. Some are just meant to be dreams. I was so engrossed in living in my dream land that I was hurt when reality slapped my face. I wondered why did it even happen to me? Then I realised, I was a bird. I was that bird which my parents took care of with utmost love. My wings were nurtured and they always made sure to stand beside me when I flew. But one day, they left me. They gave me to someone who put me inside a golden cage. I saw people envying  me because I had this golden cage, but they failed to see that I was bound to a cage. How does it matter if it is made up of gold or anything else? I am already a prisoner anyhow. I wan

As I stand in front of the mirror, I no longer see that girl ,who laughed at the silliest jokes.  I no longer see that girl, who was excited for wearing a new dress and a matching pair of earrings.  I no longer see that girl, who was proud of herself for excelling in her academics. I no longer see that girl, who liked to spend hours talking to her friends. I no longer see that girl, who was the apple of her parents eyes. I no longer see that girl, who couldn't stop rambling  about small things. I no longer see that girl who lazed around all day without any worries. Now, As I stand in the mirror, I find a woman, who don't feel like laughing. I find a woman, who don't have time to get dressed up. I find a woman, who just keeps staring at her certificates with tears in her eyes.  I find a woman who has none to share her thoughts.  I find a woman, who is a burden to her parents. I find a woman, who don't get words to speak. I find a woman, who works all day with

Do you sometimes feel like you have everything yet you miss something?  Do you sometimes feel like you have a big family but no one to share your feelings? Do you sometimes feel like you have the love of your life beside you, yet not happy? Do you sometimes feel like running away from everything and never come back? Do you sometimes feel like going back to the good times and stay there forever? Do you sometimes feel like taking your heart out and show it how badly its hurt? Do you sometimes feel like standing alone and pat your shoulders for coming a long way in life? Do you sometimes feel like shouting at people for hurting you badly yet you remain silent for the sake of relations? All these emotional turmoil aren't normal. We often tend to suppress our feelings to please others. We keep them deep inside our hearts and fake a smile, which will tear us down bit by bit. We tend to forget our true self by masking a smile. But remember that one day all these feelings will

Life has so many definitions. Life is different for each one. Growing up I remember this one quote " Life is like an ice cream, enjoy it before it melts." Though I didn't understand the meaning of it that time, but it surely reminded me of the taste of ice cream every time I read that! But now, I can understand it simply meant that enjoy your life to the fullest before you leave this earth forever. What is life? If some one had asked me about it, I would have answered Life is a book, which is a compilation of lessons learned at every step as one grows. Do you agree with me? We may have passed our education with good grades and marks but we cannot make sure that we will pass the exams of life in a similar way. I was a dreamer from a very young age. I would always dream of being a doctor and treating people. But when I grew up I couldn't be one. Maybe because it wasn't destines for me. Then I came to know that nothing actually happens what we think in li

Her fate was twisted, Like those thread to form a rope, She looked deep into her palms, To find him in between those lines, The lines had a story to say, Her heart would be broken in a big way, For her,love was an emotion, It was deep like that ocean, But, this world wasn't soft, Her innocence was frowned aloft, She was used, like a ragged cloth, She had none back and froth, It took her long to learn the lesson, Why was her fate a big question? Maybe she didn't belong to this world! Where lust and modesty was sold!

Dear parents, Today as I was glancing through my childhood album, I went back to the memory lane. Memories kept flashing through my mind like a black and white movie. Every picture had endless stories behind. I smiled at it. Maybe it was a genuine smile after so many years. You were happy when I was born, isn't it? Then, why did it upset you when I reached my mid-twenties. You were only bothered about society and its double standards.  Why?  Was I a burden to you?  Was it my fault that I was born as a daughter? I never had complaints with you. You gave me the best. But, when it came to marriage , you failed to give me the best. Your decision changed my destiny. I was pushed into a hell which looked like heaven to many.  The first time when I went through abuse, I kept quiet. Because I didn't want to trouble you. I didn't want to bother you. It continued and when I no longer could take it, I sought your help. But your words just shattered my world. "Adjust ,

Flowers weren't scattered on her path, The seas were dark with wrath, How often could she hold it back? The older the wound, the harder they crack! What did she gain by that silence? A handful of accusations and violence! This was her end, they nearly thought, Her mind and her heart always fought! To stay or to leave, there wasn't any choice, Her every guilt free tears made them rejoice! She smiled for one last time, Before they committed the crime, She was freed from their torture, They became her life's author, Flowers were now scattered on her grave, She would have lived, if she was brave!

They say we die when the soul leaves the body. But I would say,  we die when we get betrayed,  We die when our love and care is taken for granted, We die when our dreams get shattered, We die when our voice gets suppressed, We die when our wings are clipped, We die when our tears are dried, We die when our smiles are plastered, We die when our hopes are broken, We die when our relationships are faked, We die when our feelings are ignored, We die when not cared, We die day by day and little by little, But yet they say we die when the soul leaves the body!

Her eyes shone, Just like a diamond cladded in gold, Her lips curved, Just like a leaf with dew drops, Her hands were decorated, Just like a garden dancing with flowers, Her happiness echoed, Just like a baby with no worries, It was that day which she dreamt for long, It was the day she was given to him, Thousand dreams twinkled in her eyes, Which broke like shooting stars in the skies, Million promises soothed her ears, Which pricked like a noise in her world, The hand which she held was left in the middle, She became like a ship sailing along a stormy sea, There! Came a strongest wave, She was pushed to the shore, That became her savior, That became her home for the rest of her life! Dreams shone again in those eyes, And it became her reason to live!

There were hundred reasons to love her, But they chose one reason to hate her, They weren't her choice, But she was definitely their choice, She was that flower, Which they crushed for their happiness, She was that bird, Whose wings were clipped for their pleasure, She was that tear, Which never escaped from those painful eyes, She was that girl, Who was flawed by the Almighty, She was that being, Who was perfectly imperfect in her own world!