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

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