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


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

In my eyes

I read somewhere, That women are their own voyeur. And I can't shake it off. We anyways, Like our brows a little arched, Our cheeks a little pinched, Our hair falls like silk around perfect faces. I'd say there's nothing wrong. I open my world to primers and bb creams, Foundations and hair straighteners, Mousses … Continue reading In my eyes