My Words

An Eclectic Mix

“There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me.”

I treasure the words of Jane Austen and hold her Pride and Prejudice close to my heart. I feel like I know her. My beloved Jane.

“I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.”

This is who I am – a Writer.

With the courage to feel everything and the liberty to go where the wind takes me.

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One baby step at a time


Last week, I went crazy. (This happens to me sometimes!) So, I decided to walk. And I did. For a few kilometres, merely fuelled by my fury. I wanna tell you about that Wednesday.

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Strangers are Friends


I love strangers. In a good way. 🙂

The way a person totally unknown unravels their thoughts and lets you in on their soul is a beautiful thing. I wish I meet someone new every single new day. Continue reading “Strangers are Friends”

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the only mistake is not to ask


I haven’t had a bite since dinner last night. And that meal wasn’t much. But I do know it isn’t the food that wakes me up every morning. Neither do I walk away from the darkness because of what churns in my stomach. These are the thoughts I have when I justify my averseness to eating on my bad days.

On my way, I see a man by the algae-ridden canal. The waters are frothing. Twigs and sprigs caught in some wild weeds. Yet the man seems content watching the scene from behind the bushes. He has a straw hat to go with his mismatched t-shirt and shorts. He has thick rimmed glasses on his calm face and a pair of binoculars hanging around his neck. I pause in my tracks trying to make sense of this guy.

What does he feel? Is there a peacefulness in hysteria?


Nevertheless, I remind myself that not everyone has the luxury of going crazy. Some of us must hold onto our marbles. Regardless of how slippery they might turn out to be. So instead, for reasons we apparently do not understand, we turn the madness into ourselves.

Opening the door, I tread into the lab. Quietly. As if I’m scared for my life like a rabbit in a strange meadow. I step out of my shoes and put on the slippers reserved for indoors. And I wonder whether this practice is really what it seems.


There are plenty of artefacts out there, destructive and burdensome. Sticking onto my dear companion on this journey, who tread on every stone and dirt on my way. I gotta leave them outside. Never let them enter the sanctuary of my soul. That’s why I must wear my comfortable moccasins at home. Because I want to be just me.

I shuffle my feet like a child and realise that I could be wrong about this. Maybe it’s a hint to protect myself. Just like you can’t be barefoot on a mile-long trek into a desert, you can’t weather out the storm without a pat on your back and a calm hand that reaches out to steady you.


I look around and have a glimpse of family. I don’t know what I have today, that I didn’t yesterday. I never knew I needed it, until now – when I fit in with this assortment of oddballs with divergent streaks.

The truth is,

It is hard to help.

However, it is harder to ask for help.

When the world is deaf to me, I let the dark heavy ink speak. I know I must wait.

When I need you to help me crawl out of this mess, I must understand that you might be having a bad day too. You live in your hell and I live in mine.

There is never a word the same as another. And I believe in mine when I ask you to save me.




Twenty Questions!

Hi Everybody!!

Hope you are all having a good time there. If not, just chill! Because things are gonna tide over and you shall get through. It is the darkest before dawn after all.

This is a homecoming party of sorts. I have been very much lacking in motivation lately. Nevertheless, I have decided to try (I’m singing Mandy Harvey’s “Try” at this point). Let’s do the good deeds. Let’s put in each day’s hard work. Let’s keep swimming!! 🙂

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One Last Time


Hey there everybody!

I would like to share a poem with you all.

I wrote it a while back when I saw the movie “The Imitation Game.” The story of Alan Turing touched my heart. So, I straightened up the facts and stepped into Alan’s shoes one quiet Sunday evening. And the result was – One Last Time.

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Your Favorite Song Today


Dedicated to Ashutosh Gursale who wanted to read more,


<<From the Diaries of Dawn>>


“She texted me tonight. Just when I missed her the most. That’s how it happens between us. For her and me.

Once, she quoted Emily Bronte’s ‘Wuthering Heights’ to me – “Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. Because he’s more myself than I am.” After all, we are always there for each other.

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Speak Now

A Tribute to Being a Woman. On International Women’s Day.

I dedicate this article to my little Sister who celebrates her Birthday today.

Yes, I am borrowing the title from Taylor Swift. And like her, I feel the need to tell my story every now and then.

I give voice to my quiet thoughts.

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Are you a Versatile Blogger?

Hey Everybody !

Versatile = able to adapt or be adapted to many different functions or activities.

It would be the ultimate compliment for any blogger to be called as RESOURCEFUL.

Therefore, I am cheerful today.  🙂

Thanks to Miss. Sanjita from Cluster of Stars.

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The Tale of a Delivery

This Valentine’s Day, I would like to tell you a story that touched my heart…


The seventeenth of June

binds the spell I heard

truly an ancient tune

kept alive by a simple word.


The flowers came and went

yet remained forever fresh

a long way they were sent

a heart that’ll never mend.

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