We reached Udaipur in the evening and utilised it to sit by the lake. Bagore ki have I. Had chowmein.photos. flirt.
I love looking at clouds in the sky except in thunderstorms. I am scared of thunderstorms.
I feel alive, In the company of living breathing trees. We run like rats in this race, Only to think we deserve a break. 'Much needed' Trade off 300 gloomy days for five in the lap of mountains, On the surface of seas, The beaches keep calling, We fall at ease Amidst groves and bees. … Continue reading Lost
For men may come, And men may go, You, A stamp of existence on time, Your voice like a hum through space, Goes on forever. All the places that we've been to, At different points of time, Carry our footprints Washed away by the sea. I've stood here and looked at Tagore's human face, Trying … Continue reading Human Faces
Four safety pins hold me in place, Like three marshmallows. Not one less not one more. I fasten my dress into its designated space. It doesn't move, And my fingers don't automatically hover around my shoulders, Pre occupied with bra straps playing peekaboo. Girl, as I always say, You do you. I stand in front … Continue reading Four safety pins
All our lives, Lives lived backwards, Lives lived in a blurry picture rushing by, Lives lived in bottles, Put up on shelves in chromite and sandstone, Are momentary photographs of time rushing by. Doesn't it consume you whole? And we rush our little lives, Emptying our souls. Aparajita