Thursday, 8 May 2014

The wind is heavy outside as the storm makes its presence felt
The rain knocks on the window and the thunder makes a request to come in
The electricity is on a break, it’s dark and cold
Yet they smile in the middle of a storm
For now they realize, there is nothing quite as safe and warm
As home.

Tuesday, 6 May 2014

Someday, one day, today
Look at your naked body
Do not search for marks and imperfections,
Look at it like your parents saw it
The day you were born,
Look at it like magic.

Thursday, 1 May 2014


I have always dreamt
at least since a very long time
of a cute little house just for myself,
To paint the walls with stories written in the form of pictures,
Of furniture that fits my tiny size,
With windows where I can sit alone,
Listening to music or reading a book;
A house to myself, in which perhaps one day I can roam around naked.

But today,
You all have gone for some work
This house, right now, is mine
Yet I sit here fully clothed
Not near a window, but tied to my room
Because I have no one to tell my stories to
And I can’t inform anyone of the sudden realization I had-
I hate empty houses.