What is the first word that you use after calling someone else or picking up a call? If it’s ‘hello‘, then this is for you. Ever wondered why whenever we call someone, our first instinct is to say ‘hello‘. Where did it came from? How did it originate? Is it a tradition or an accurate prophecy? Is it factual or it just crept as a … Continue reading Tale of Hello!
Do words really affect us? Or is it a dilemma that words can hurt? To what extent, words can damage? Especially the ones used to flirt? They create a storm that crumbles your intestines. They leave you with a sinking ship feeling. They affect you in ways much harder than anyone else can contemplate. They even make you wonder, if you weren’t made for this … Continue reading Everlasting Words!
Is hollowness, just the absence of things? Or is it the vacancy created by something that used to be there? Gazing at the sphere of reference, I wondered if even it was hollow. It can be assumed to be something that perhaps, isn’t strong enough. We human beings are no different from the sphere of reference, I believe. But how did hollowness find its way … Continue reading Hollowness !!
It was two in the morning, When the photo frame hanging on the wall, fell without a warning. Maybe the nail, could not bear the burden anymore, Or perhaps it was meant to be broken to the very core. Was it the only thing that was shattered in the room? Was it destiny, cracking in density, swept by the broom? Looking at the pieces of … Continue reading The Art of Brokenness
A river flowed somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Somewhere with a gush and somewhere without an utterance, the river kept flowing without hesitation. Punched by hails, pushed by banks, the river kept following the newtonian mechanics, in pursuit of its climax. A river flowed somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Somewhere through the rugged rocky paths,with its head held high, it reaches its destination. With its water … Continue reading Somewhere in The Middle of Nowhere…
“What is at the centre of the Earth?” A seventh grade school teacher, with a beaming face questioned the class. “The core, comprising of hot molten iron is at the centre of the earth.” An affirmative tone answered. The response riveted the attention of a fantast, who was often led astray by his amusing thoughts. A sedentary last bencher, engulfed by the reply pondered if he … Continue reading Left Right At The Centre
Whilst sitting under the monotonous moonlit sky, his thoughts oscillated to places far and wide. The quietude was interrupted by a shooting star, on its journey to the Earth. Since he had heard of the shooting star granting wishes, he couldn’t help but wonder, “How can anything that’s falling itself quench someone else’s thirst of desires?” The selfless things he did for people while he … Continue reading Strange Familiar?