Water filled the rock, the rock with a burning, molten orange at its Core. Water flooded the rock, to occupy all of it. But a lone rose petal, stood up and asked, for mercy and for some land for the petal and its family. The water granted its wish, and gave it some land. But … Continue reading Twisted Rose Petal
The wind howled, the trees shook; People screamed with joy, The heat replaced by The sudden torrential rain; While the people rejoiced, She cried all alone, The wind howling, the clouds crying, the uprooted trees, the torn leaves, She howled with the wind, She cried with the rain; Where others saw pleasure and relief, She … Continue reading Mother Nature
As India approaches its 71st Independence Day, I thought its time someone spoke the truth about our wonderfully diverse (and segregated) society. India boasts of being a secular country, where diverse people from all religions, classes, castes etc. are given a place to reside. Looks so great, no? Let's dive in a little deeper, shall … Continue reading United? Hell, No. But We can Change.
Is it just me, or is everyone super-pissed these days, about every teeny-tiny thing? I am trying to calm, but I am pretty much nearing my limit. And the things I have to say shouldn't come out in anger. I usually keep quiet about things that irritate me, but when I get angry it all … Continue reading Unleashed
I am sick, again. It is just a fever, but my chest pains have returned and every time I have to stop to take a breath while speaking, I feel myself overcome with dread. I know it's probably nothing and that I am just over-thinking it. Coming so close to Death, has undoubtedly, changed a … Continue reading Sick Thoughts
The Clouds came together, to discuss Destruction, deliberating whether to Burst, Hail, Snow or Rain, or to become Tornadoes and Hurricanes, They called out to the Winds, Thunder roaring through the Sky. Suddenly, something bright appeared and everything became Silent. To us, it appeared as the rays of Sunlight piercing the Clouds, but, actually It … Continue reading Creator’s Eye
A thousand arms pushed her down, down into the darkness of Despair, and there, she met the Teacher. He picked her, as they drove away, the Wind in her hair and her arms around his waist. He showed her the true face of Darkness, of Despair, The real world, that she desperately wanted to leave. … Continue reading Teacher
Do you think that the only reality that exists is yours? Your reality differs from the person sitting right next you, in fact it differs from me, the person whose blog post you are reading. My reality is full of things that you can never comprehend, and things I cannot make you understand even if … Continue reading Reality