Six Feet Under

I said I wish that everything stays the same always. You told me that it will not. And as it turned out, nothing at all remained the same. It was as if you had already booked your tickets to a flight that was going to leave and I didn't even know that there was a...

I Hope Your Eyes Are The Same Colour

In this city, all I hear are the wailing car sirens and the crowded metro taking people to empty places in the dark night. When my mother calls me to ask if I reached back, I say, yes Maa I am back home. But I don't know where home is anymore. I was always scared...

Wishing on Dandelions

You once threw some glitter up in the air and told me to stand under it because I told you I like glitter. You said I shine just like it, only that I don't smile enough to show it. I wanted to take you to my favourite tiny cafe for tea, but you told me...

Beautiful nowhere

It was the time between the dawn and the sunrise on a cold winter morning. She suddenly felt grown up with him in his car. Driving all night aimlessly in comfortable silence. They both were fluent in each other’s silence, a caress on his cheek and his hand between her thighs, soft kisses here and...

Papercuts and warm rugs, I want them all

I will kill the roaches and shoo the spiders away. I will let you eat my fries when you are done with your own but are still hungry. I will wake you up slowly every morning and let you sleep in on holidays. I’ll make tea for you the way you like it and wait...

All things SWEET and TIPSY pt.3

“Do you remember the time we first met?” “Of course I do! How can I not? I still feel the same way every time this cute little human walks towards me”, he said while trying to hug her   “Nooo! Tell me exactly how you remember it. “She replied “Ah! Okay. See it wasn’t like...

FLAME

There is something so comforting yet so terrifying, something so devastatingly beautiful in wanting the things we can’t have, some different kind of passion altogether.   She was there again. Just like the last time when she gave a piece of herself away. When she made a part of herself stone cold when she promised...

Sleep is good, she said, but books are better.

Sleep is good, she said, but books are better. They had changed her, they had stuck with her during her worst storms, they had comforted her, she turned to them when she needed a friend, she hugged them close when she needed a lover. She loved their smell, she loved their feel. They never lied...