“Will you be my valentine? Yes or No!!!” Excitement spinning around, it’s a valentine’s week. Hey Teddy, it’s the time to feel some arrogance. Dear roses and chocolates, you can be a little overpriced. Lovers will date, haters will hate and if someone remains single, he will regret. The first […]
“I touched the wall, smelled the fragrance of the paint”. I’m very close. A long journey it’s been, indeed! Own house, yeah! Each of the brick has been through the heat of the struggle. A natural affinity is there with all its corners. It all started at the very beginning […]
A poem is for all hookah lovers. It’s great that you’re here. Read till the end… To fasten my slow life, I added you to my cart. that wasn’t my fault if I couldn’t get a start. Ordered and shipped, you reached to my house, neat variety of the flavors, […]
It’s 10, why she is not yet home? I asked! Her phone is off, dad replied! I guessed that she must be with Nisha. ‘No’, she had left the office a bit earlier today around 5 P.M., dad answered! The room heated-up with tension. Fear was hovering all over. I […]
Mere words won’t work out, so don’t prove! Keep your actions alive and go along with the time. Stay focused, be tactful. Lying in my nature, it’s a shame, That I answer everyone who talks shit on my name. People who love to play the game of blame, Why the […]
Bored with the things? Let’s invoke something new. Get off the bed, reach the balcony and smile freely with closed eyes facing towards the sun. Every new day is empowered to rejuvenate you. It’s bliss for you. The flaming heat inside throws out the toxic negativity, cleans-up to purify and […]
People making the sky touching promises, crafting the future with few days’ old relationships and crying to take revenge once it gets over, you’re rightly reading about today’s boy’s Easily Forgettable Love. It’s nothing wrong to fall where it’s love. Factually, we’re confused. The definition of true love is still […]
I’m done with it and I hate this process. Interviews are meant to create slavery minds. Yes, I’m a slave. No proud but, no doubt. It’s a deep bog pulling the middle-class salaried dogs in its clutch. It takes you to such a school where the industry standards taught by […]