Black

Black

When you close your eyes against all kinds of hurtful things, this is the colour you see. When someone lets you down, yet again, this is the colour of your thoughts. When you see him kicking the dog, this is the colour of his heart. When the sun beats against you, it is the colour of your only companion. When she is fighting against death, with all her might, this is the colour of your hope. When…

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An Apology That Never Was.

I’m sorry. For feeling so much. For having these emotions that keep me up. For not really understanding you and your love. For being a liability instead of an asset. For having a polar view of what love is, actually. For annoying you by being clingy. For wasting your time. For disturbing you with my concern. For thinking you don’t care. For loving you in the only way I know how to.  For having…

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I Saw India Walk Today

I Saw India Walk Today

I saw India walk today. Not in the form of some technological development, not as a rocket mission going successful. Not in the face of global recognition, not in the reach of highways and schools. At the most basic, grass root level of our existence, I saw India walk today. Clutching hands with it’s oft forgotten past, reminding me that I haven’t seen it all, not really, not yet. I watched as…

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Boring

When I saw you, the world did not stand still. There was no music playing in the background. There were no gentle winds caressing your face. There were no heart-shaped balloons floating around you. Time did not move in slow motion. Everything was normal, ordinary. My coffee still tasted bitter, my hair still stuck to my lipgloss. But maybe because it was so normal, so everyday, my soul fell in…

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Charade

The worst thing that you could do to someone is not acknowledging their presence. Ignoring their existence, making their life a lie. Years of love and care bestowed upon them, all gone in the blink of an eye. Saying you don’t know them, forgetting the millions of stories shared together. And when their touch reminds you of dark nights, pretending not to shiver. Not looking in their eyes, for you…

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An Ode To Her

“I won’t kill her as she sleeps beside me, but that doesn’t mean I don’t think about it.” Whenever someone asks me about my relationship with my sister, this one line sums it all up perfectly. And I may or may not be gagging as I say this ridiculously sappy thing, but for what she’s worth, somewhere in the deep recesses of my heart, I do love her. Because you know, you gotta love that person who…

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