Fresh air came gushing into my life when we started talking. Feeling light and breezy like air was a new agenda for me now. Just 1 week prior to this we were strangers, who didn’t even realise that somebody just like them even existed, and now we melted into each other’s arms like ice melts in hot water. For who knew our souls probably came from the same stardust!

Not only was his presence making me feel alive and lighter but also made me realise that yes people can fall in love like this. This wasn’t just love, it was madness concealed in love. He was becoming my muse, my hope, my future. 
In his eyes I could see home! ( his eyes, as clear as his soul,  deep as his thoughts and as pure as his heart). Oh! How I love them!
He touched parts of me like chords that were untouched, playing the most melodious sounds. 
He kissed me on my body parts where not even sunlight was allowed to enter. 
He looked at me in a way like nobody ever did, as if I was the only person alive for him and made him feel alive. 
His smile reflected the purity of his soul. His laughter is now a reason I crack silly jokes. 
Making him happy is now another agenda for me now a days. 
Before today I never thought I could fall in love with somebody’s soul with such madness. (Again!)
For without him I could have never explored this part of myself. Had we still been strangers would have been awfully bad. 
All the stares, random looks, smiles, touch, feeling each other’s soul, fill my soul with love and gratitude. For what I would have been without the person I was destined to meet eventually! For who knows when were our souls created? Probably together. 
His embrace, his arms, that’s where I want to live, I want to breathe. That’s home for me. To curl up against him, with his breath on my naked skin, that’s home. 
To sleep on his arm while holding on tight to him, that’s home. 
To cook with him, that’s home ! 
To just sit there embracing silence , that’s home. To wrap my ice cold body against hot water, melting into him, that’s home!



Look at the rings the smoke makes, encircling our fingers is the ash that lets us blow our worries away. It’s a paradise for those who seek it, and a death wish for those who don’t seek it. Sharing the warmth, and whispers beneath the shadow, we once made a promise to never part our ways. But then realty struck like a lightening bolt. All of the smoke faded away and the cruel lives came haunting upon us.

How wonderful it is to stay lost in that abyss, and to never come out of it, we said after we met again. But this time our sanity was covered in normality. We were inept, once again. Looking at each other and unable to comprehend the depths of our souls. For our souls were trapped into the same abyss we once dug them. Their black couldn’t come out, unless provoked with the flames of madness.

Are we really free? 

Today is the eve of Independence. The RWA of my area has organised a patriotic program for all the women and children. With all the awe and pomp the show is right now going on playing all the patriotic songs. Everyone is in that patriotic mood, singing all the yestyears’ Manoj Kumar songs. But I question, whether really those Manoj Kumar feelings persist among us today? Do we really appreciate the efforts put in by all the people to bring us to the day so that I can write this? Can we really come to the point of even imagining the struggles people went through to get us to this day that these people can sing all the patriotic songs together? 

Are we really independent? I ask this! Are we really free in a society which still degrades certain humans based on the gender they belong to? Categorize them on the basis of their gender ? Or are we really free when we degrade and humiliate and sometimes even kill certain people because they belong to a certain religion or a caste group? For is it really their fault that they belong to that caste group? When we pass lewd remarks are women cladding burqas? Really, are we free? Or maybe when we kill people because they eat different food as compared to us, like meat! Really? Seriously though, are we free? Are we really free from all the categorization this world has to offer to us? Are we really free from all the gender roles we are supposed to follow? 

Even after 70 years, the country is confined in its own chains of patriarchy, religion and politics. Yes we are free! Free from the British colonial rule. But do we really feel free to do whatever we want to even in the second decade of the 21st century? Question yourself, look around yourself how chained and caged you are. Open those chains, open those cages. let it all fly out, all the hate, all the intolerance, all the insecurity. Free yourself, lighten yourself, enlighten yourself. The day you question, the day you enlighten, that’s the day you are really free. The day the sorrows turn into smile, that’s the day we all are really free. The day we all break free from all the chains, that’s the day we are really free. Because all the patriots did not give up on themselves and their families so that we could live like this with all the hate, revenge, lovelessness, and lack of sensitivity and humanity. They gave up on themselves and their families so that we could be free, in all aspects. Literally!  



Because his was a voice I had never heard before, but I wanted to hear it my whole life! Because he had a laugh I had never heard before, I wanted to hear it my whole life! His arms opened doors to places I’ve never been before, but I wanted to stay there forever. 

Imperfect sanity. 

Luna Lovegood, a girl who gave off an aura of distinct dottiness has been intriguing us since so many years now. 

The positive and quirky soul has given us a lot of life lessons on various aspects. But when it comes to dealing with our insecurities, I personally look up to her. J.K Rowling gave life to the character and made us restore our faith in the imperfections and how they are the ones that make us quite perfect. How these imperfections define us, and make us mesmerizing and unique in our own different ways! 

First of all, to be very honest, there is no such thing as imperfections! It’s all a scandal based upon certain people’s view of the society. A false perception of some sort! Unless you are mentally unstable and go around killing people like some psychopath, you’re not imperfect. Rather the definition of perfection is a subjective thing. What’s up with the cynicism attached to perfection and imperfections anyway!?

Anyway, Luna Lovegood a soul so pure, taught us not only to be weird in our amazing ways but also taught us to be brave.

  •  Luna has been brave since I’ve known her. She was among the first ones to sign up for “The Dumberlore’s army” She gave her all in and never stopped! 
  • She owned up what she wore. She had a quirky, fun and a colourful dressing sense and did not give a damn as to what people thought of her. She lacked the regard to thi k of what people.might think about the way she dressed, whether it’s about her lion costume or about her quirky glasses, she always stood out. 
  • Luna had a unique way of looking at things. She looked at people as if they were  mildly interesting television shows. Laughed out so hard she had hold herself together when Ron mimicked Malfoy, or maybe just believe in things her mother said – “Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect” 
  • People called her Loony Lovegood, she never let it bother her or phase her out. Instead she was a free spirit, wasn’t chained to such “worldly things” For her being different was a good thing.
  • She always stood up for her friends. Always!  She always was, has and will be loyal for the people around her. No matter what our circle is, big or small, being loyal in difficult situations is the bravest thing we can do.
  • What was so great about Luna was that for her, appearances are not everything. Everything great about her was hidden under her “surface” and her big glasses! She believed that people are so much more than just appearances. 

The happy, pure soul, who has been through a lot gives us life lessons we can develop in ourselves to lead our lives better! Everyone knows what she has been through and yet she is some of the bravest people I have known! 

P.S. We are all as sane as Luna is! 

The unmonotonous rains.

And then you wake up suddenly from your slumber with a loud cracking thunderstorms. The green plants out in your patio swinging with joy, as if they are saying they’ve never been this happy! 

Believe me, nothing looks better than those happy green plants in such a weather. Nothing smells as good as the ground on which fresh rain drops are falling, or as some people want to name it in a fancy way “Petrichor”

Life is pretty monotonous, yes! You wake up, get ready, have breakfast, go and work and then come back, back into your PJs and then sleep. And repeat. Every single day. But certain things like these, the happy plants, the freshness in the air, the orange hue that sky holds sometimes during evenings, the star lit sky, or maybe even clouds making weird shapes, these are certain things that go unappreciated. We don’t pay heed to them, as if they are monotonous and not us! 

Yes, working is important but missing out on small things that can bring a smile to your face are as important. We can not always be cynical with rains, saying that they create a mess out there is just totally insulting the beauty that the rains bring with them. Imagine how important the rains are not only to our weather conditions but also to the farmers or the animals or I don’t know, what not! Trust me when I say this, there is nothing monotonous in rains. Go out stand in your balconies for a minute, let the rain drops fall onto you. And close your eyes and just take it all in. The beauty, the essence, the mesmerizing effect they have on you. It is totally worth it. And if that’s not enough, go for a drive in rains, pass by the less worthy areas of your society, look at the kids playing in the rain, splashing through puddles, people enjoying tea at a roadside tea seller. Just go and live your life. Go and enjoy your life. And not just breathe and go around your daily chores like a robot. 

These are somethings your salary won’t offer you. It’s the nature giving it you, free of cost! Avail the benefits. Thank the nature. Love the nature. Just live!

Dead ends! 

‘Planning your life leads to success’ 

Most of us have heard of this phrase which apparently asks us to meticulously plan stuff out for ourselves, so that we in future can lead our lives the way we planned it a decade or maybe 2 decades back. 

When we were all kids, we used to plan our careers based on our favorite Cartoon maybe, or based on a toy we were obsessed with. Changing our plans with our differing interest levels. 

And then life happens, we grow up, start planning our lives meticulously leading to milestones. ‘by the end of this year, I will have achieved this goal’ ‘I’ll be a success by the end of this year’ 
But who knows if things are actually going to work out for you. What if you plan a lot of stuff for yourself, strategize everything, have a blueprint for everything. Basically have a master plan or a road map to success and suddenly one thing implodes! Boom! And there are your plans, lying there in front of you crumpled. 

What’s the next thing we are supposed to do? In front of the remains of what once were our plans? Life often leads you to crossroads, to continue with your now “crumpled” plans, uncertain of success or to give up!? And yes, some of us find it difficult to answer that question too! 

An animated movie I saw recently gave me an answer to this question. “Just go with the flow.” Stop working on things that you have no clue as to when you’ll reach a success point. Stop wasting your time dreading the future. Stop over thinking. Stop over analysing. Stop rethinking the “crumpled” plans. Just basically stop with all the nonsensical thoughts which are lowering us in life. 

Just breathe! It helps. Go have a cup of coffee with the one you love. Go on a drive. Go have beer with your friends. Order a pizza. Sit in front of the TV, watch your favorite show. Wear quirky clothes every once in a while. Read. Do anything rather than feeling miserable. Because being miserable isn’t gonna lead you anywhere. 

Taking up new things might. Take up whatever comes your way. Leave it to destiny sometimes. Just go with the flow when you reach a dead end! 

P.S. Dead ends suck. I know. But they are ends, they got to end somewhere!