Somewhere between living and dreaming… The enthusiast with relish is lost… Made her forget the dreams… Which her heart once embossed… She wondered whether she heard her inner voice aright… The beauty of her eyes lay lost in CITYLIGHTS…
Category Archives: Personality
Hasrat
A THURSDAY
Sisel stood in a corner watching the cheerful people around her dancing to the American beats with glasses in their hands. She swayed her head from left to right, trying to find someone involved in something else but couldn’t. Until her eyes could stretch, people danced, sang, and drank. Dejected, she pulled her dress lower.…
It’s Not You, It’s Me
Mid night thought
And when a man is broken from inside, He starts smiling more than the load. By-Tushar jain
Moral of Innocence From the day you are born its been taught to be kind, honest and good to people, isn’t it? Every parent in this world expects their child to be the best version of himself, to grow up to be a good person. Well, this world is being processed as a balance of…
The Shattered Canvas
Here’s a story one needs to write and one needs to hear. Not just a story but part of which is true and a story to many others. I wish those canvases are not broken, the voice that is still loud in her head, the fire that still burns, and the dreams that never died.…
Lovestruck frogs in the crocodile’s mouth
“Congrats Chandra! You have emerged as the class topper in last week’s test”, said Mrs. Vidhya, Chandra’s class teacher. “Keep up the good work and I am sure that you will secure outstanding marks in the 12th public exams too and make your family proud!”. Hearing this, Chandra cringed and muttered a ‘thanks’ to her…
WHEN HAVE I EVER BEEN IN THEIR GOOD BOOKS?
EVERYTHING’S OVER, ALL HOPES ARE LOST.NOTHING’S LEFT. I’M IN RUINS NOW.ONCE, WHEN I HOPED FOR SHOWERS OF GRACE,NOW, ONE BY ONE, EVERYTHING’S BEING THROWN DEEP DOWN. ONCE, WHEN I DREAMT OF SPREADING LOVE, I NOW STAND ALONE, ALL ALONE IN MY MELANCHOLIC REALM.ONCE, WHEN I WANDERED ACROSS BLOOMING CULTURES, ONCE, WHEN MY THOUGHTS WERE BLUE…
Rana Jabeen: A Journey of Resilience and Unstoppable Determination
In the vibrant city of Kanpur, on a crisp November day in 2002, a girl named Rana Jabeen was born. Her early years were not without challenges, as she faced adversity from various angles. Being a Muslim in a society that sometimes struggled with acceptance, even her own classmates attempted to betray her. Despite the…