खुद से, खुद की, रक्षा का वादा | It was one of my favourite days of the year—Rakshabandhan. The day of promise. A day when, every year, my brother made a promise to protect me, take care of me, and save

“What is hurt?” “A four-letter word that defines half the feelings in the world. What is love?” “A four-letter word that defines the other half.” “Do you ever see them together?” “Always.” “So, we love

I lay in bed holding a box of sleeping pills in one hand and a knife in the other. On my table next to the bed rested a pair of scissors and a rope that I had spent hours untangling. My eyes were fixed

I lay in bed holding a box of sleeping pills in one hand and a knife in the other. On my table next to the bed rested a pair of scissors and a rope that I had spent hours untangling. My eyes were fixed

I notice him sitting by the window staring at the busy street outside. Lost in his own discourse, his eyes sparkle like the flames of a firework. About 6’5’’, he is strong, masculine with long brown hair

17.07.17; 8.31 p.m. There are things I want to say, That I find hard to put into words. Baby all I need, is one gentle touch, A moment of embrace, when the time stops by, And all these feelings, we confess.

16.07.17; 7.23 a.m. The bright shining sunrays bring me to my conscious in the morning. After a 15-minute struggle with myself, I finally get out of bed, make a cup of tea and sit by the window to watch

The fate of the final student, stay up for the final task even though the weight must still be done for the sake of graduation Not just the final task, including 2 work projects, concrete work projects

In exactly how many words can I pen down 22 years of my life? Let’s see. I can begin by telling you that I am a linguistics student, a compulsive reader, an amateur writer, a not-so-subtle philosopher,

Tear me apart, layer by layer, for I am yours to destroy. Hold my hand, my dear, for the time is passing by. In this never-ending battle, you and I are a team. A team of scarlet, that stands out as a lover’s