We all have pictures of people we no longer talk to, we all are afraid of the memories that come alive as soon as that one song plays, some weddings you were about to play an integral part in took place without an invitation on your doorstep. People drift away no matter how many nights they spent sharing secrets, promises they swore to never break … Continue reading Drifting apart
I don’t know who you are or what your story is. I do catch you sitting in the bus with a sad smile, sometimes you’re sipping coffee alone at a tiny cafe and at times you’re walking on the streets without noticing the people who smile at you. I don’t know you but I do know you are hurting. I know you stare at fairy … Continue reading An open letter to anyone who is hurting.
Monsoon is my favorite season. I love everything about it. I love waking up to the sound of rain, allowing the raindrops to make love to my skin, sipping hot tea while watching colorful umbrellas dancing on wet streets. I love the monsoon magic. Some people love rain only from a distance while some run outdoors as soon as the first raindrop falls from the … Continue reading Monsoon magic!