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SO THIS IS HOW LOVE FEELS IN REAL LIFE !

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 I always casually tell you my wishes, And give you looks words wouldn’t ever relinquish. In this world, there will always be people, who are busy looking for treasure. But they fumble the blazing sunrise, And miss out on the manifestations of life. On the long bridge of this ancient city, There is a sea of people and cars going on their way. Your smile is like a ray of light, That suddenly lights me up, and brings a smile to my eyes. The wind is blowing gently, Bikes are ringing on the street, I leave that sight and look in your eyes. So this is how love feels in real life. The most romantic thing is to watch the sunset with my head leaning on your shoulder, and my soul looking in your eyes . That is the direction my heart goes in, That is the rhythm my feet dances on. I want to travel to all four corners with you, to enjoy the views of all kinds of you. I want to write the remaining chapters of life, share the tears of joy and sigh. You are the song that engraved itself into my h...
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CHAPTER 3

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Life is beautifully monotonous since that day. Having a crush helps you with a lot of things. Your face gets a smile, and your eyes get a filter, a filter that makes you see your life in la vie en rose. In short, everything is beautiful.  It's been almost a month now. My exams are over, and it's my birthday tomorrow. It's 8 PM, and Kinchit Sir has promised me in the morning that he would take me to the terrace after the sunset. Kinchit Sir is the owner of my library and is like a teacher to me. I received a text on my telegram, "Shall we?" And I left my seat. The view is damn beautiful from here, stars above and the entire world beneath you.  "I am leaving Indore tomorrow." I broke the silence. "Without telling him?" He replied. "I think I am not courageous enough," I replied.  "You'll regret it as much as I do." He ached in his pain. "I guess that's what destiny is." We were quiet now. "I think you sh...
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The Escape ( Chapter 1 )

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 It all started with my utterly disturbed life. My life was like the life of a bird, which was in a cage since her birth. I was 21 then, a brown girl, not at all beautiful. My days were monotonously spent studying and listening to taunts from my parents and then the nights, they too weren’t different at all. I was lost in this crowded world, all alone. I had no one to spend my evenings with, to share my day with or to have my dinners with. I never belonged to the family I was born in, and they never let me spend my time with my friends. Technically I was trained to love the monotonousness of this robotic life, which apparently I hated. I have a family comprising four people. Maa, the head of our family, actually never loved me because I am a girl child, and she wanted a boy. To be honest, I never cared much about that. But, I hated the way she used to showcase her hatred religiously daily. I literally used to cry every day. Next is my father, Papa. I guess he loves me but he actual...
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CHAPTER 2

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 It's been a week since I have seen my frustrated voice guy. I still don't know why I call him my guy, but it feels like he is destined for me or I am destined for him. And it's not like he is ever going to read my blogs, so why not. Anyways, exams are in a month, and I have got so many things to work on. My mocks aren't going any good, nor my syllabus is halfway complete. I really need to pull up my socks. But before that, I really need a chai break. Ram, one of my very close friend, joined me for the break. I was just climbing down the stairs, giving random facts about some random thing to Ram, and I heard someone yelling 'sir'. With a very dramatic hair flip, I turned back. 'Coming in 2 mins, just closing this main door'. This was the same voice. Obviously, there was no frustration in the tone this time, but it was the same deep, low-pitched voice. I quickly turned back to his face. He was there. For a second, I got numb. We generally spend so much ti...
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CHAPTER 1

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 While solving an advanced level quant question, after almost an hour and a half, I decided to give up. I took out my phone and looked at its screen. Among so many notifications and unread messages, what most intrigued me was the date, Feb 2 2020. "It's just a month and a half left for my exams. So many topics to cover and such a little time." I strained. And that strain made me close the cap of my pen, put it in pages of my notebook and asked me to get off my seat to take a break for 15 mins. I have heard that taking out little moments of joy from your hectic life actually lead to some hike in your productivity. I don't know how much of it is true but, here I am, back again on the same terrace of the library, I study in. It's going to be hard to swallow, but, my little escape from the hectic schedule is the noise of the world. Yes, the noise which generally irritates people, gives me peace. "Tonight?" I heard a guy talking on the phone. It was a new voi...
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A Perfect Evening

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  Life is like a book, series of chapters and characters. Not every character stays, not every chapter continues, but the life goes on, like the plot of the book. But there are certain chapters and characters, you wish to stay forever in the book of your life. But alas! They are closed by just a full stop. You wish the story to go on but it the just ends with the last letter of that last word of that page, forever. Here, in this blog, I am sharing one of those stories of my life. Writing is my passion and sunset, my inspiration. I love the way how this city runs so fast and the time flows so slowly, during. Every view of this duration is so perfectly beautiful that it makes and keeps me alive. The colour changing canvas (sky) the sun attaining its beautiful shades bird flying all over the sky the zephyr teasing me with its smooth touch and most importantly, the hope of and the desire of seeing him. The boy I had the most beautiful sunset with. I have met thousands of boys in my lif...
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IN VAIN

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In vain I have strived, To know my virtue, Wish I knew back then It's hidden inside my vein. In vain I have struggled, worked hard to please, this world full of horror, where I deserved to swing. In vain I have smiled, Against cruel atrocities, Wish had nerve to fight back and win. In vain I have suffered, Never ached, never grieved, Weeped inside my pillow, pleaded for sweet dreams.
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