Making Your Own Happiness

Here's a picture from my walk last week. One day I want to live in a house like this, with French windows and cascading greenery around. 🙂 It has been a wonderful week. My morning routine is coming along very well. Last weekend, I had attended the Art of Living Happiness Program. The breathing techniques … Continue reading Making Your Own Happiness

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The Longest Slumber

As I walked into their land, whispers of the spirits couldn't be missed. They had a story to tell and they would tell it to anyone who would listen. . . . . "They would slyly see him kiss her. Those creepers, shrubs and tendrils that grew outside the window. They took turns watching them … Continue reading The Longest Slumber

Hesitating At the Entrance

The gate. It's ajar; an invitation. I don't know what's within. I can walk in or choose to ignore it. It looks eerie. Slightly haunted. Perhaps, there's danger lurking right where the fog blinds me. Or perhaps, it's a haven. I hesitate at the entrance, weighing the pros and cons. What if it's a wrong … Continue reading Hesitating At the Entrance

Ghosts That Await You

I look out my window Towards that make-shift gate, I have been waiting, For long and it's about time. It's just me, the gate, And the mounting expectation. The only person I waited for, Ever so patiently, was you. I knew that the day would end When you stood at that gate, looked expectantly into … Continue reading Ghosts That Await You

Forget the World and Look

If you look carefully, you'll see that even a garbage dump will have something beautiful. Ignored, but Beautiful. If you look carefully, even your worst day will have a blessing in disguise. I say this because when I have a horrible day, I realize that I have hit rock bottom. Which means I can as … Continue reading Forget the World and Look

Existence Fading into Emptiness

One fine day I woke up and realized, That the right side of my bed had always been creaseless. The fights, about who loved more, were all by myself. I had been staring at emptiness while I thought I was admiring your beauty. The midday conversations we had, those sudden morning kisses, deciding what food … Continue reading Existence Fading into Emptiness

Drizzled, Dawned, Drenched, Destroyed

I strained my neck to read those words he had etched behind my shoulders. It read- The two hickeys that I have left on you Will fade with time. But the memories Of how we made them Will ever be remembered. As I traced my fingers on those hickeys, I remembered how those kisses began. … Continue reading Drizzled, Dawned, Drenched, Destroyed