2k17 – The Year Of Reconciliation

2k17 has officially hit you and me in the face. And we are glad. 2016 was a long haul and many of our definitions for last straws were tested. All I wish for 2k17 is: not me to be a billionaire or be popular. But only for me to be happy. For every bat in the belfry to fly away, away and never look back. Because we all are Orpheus taking back Eurydice.


Most of all, I wish you a bountiful package of self love that must have arrived today by overnight delivery. Just that it doesn’t work like that. I want you to radically love yourself. To love God’s gift of a body and cherish it. Be tender, please. Overnight delivery option isn’t available here. But your wish has been shipped. I can assure you that.

I wish you wisdom.

I wish Syria and Aleppo freedom.

I wish good books on your shelf and clean food in your larder.

 I wish  that the-                                            Re in frigerator

Re in bound

Re in new

May all those Re’s make for you:-


Because I know you will jump right back on the horse who has lost his way in the forest of you. So look in yourself.



Reminder To Love

We all are stuck in this life’s never ending spiderweb. Going in circles and chasing tails has become a habit so interwoven in our lives that we fail to take notice.

But the beauty of it all is that- even though you are stuck, even though you feel like you are on a downward spiral(When you aren’t. There is no such thing as a downward spiral, just a pause in the ascent), here are a few things that we fail to notice, again.

  1. The sunlight through the trees is still just as beautiful.
  2. The grass is still green on both the sides.
  3. There are still at least a 100,000 books you haven’t read.
  4. The world still loves you.
  5. The universe still loves you.d.jpg
  6. You are here for a purpose, no matter how far it may seem.
  7. You are loved.
  8. You have seen the light.
  9. You will be moving on from this, soon.
  10. You have a beautiful smile and you are beautiful.
  11. There’s music in your soul.
  12. There’s coffee on your shelf

In this world, all there is – passion and love. So go, my love, passionately spread love. It’s confetti.



The Art Of Doing Nothing

I don’t know what to do today and that makes me SO HAPPY.

Today’s To do list:-

Is it like blank, or am I hallucinating? I hope that tea is real, though.

It’s Sunday morning. But you can’t relax.

It’s the first day of vacation, but you can’t relax because you are dreading the homework that lies ahead.

You are in a café, you can’t relax. You got an appointment next week that can change your life. Or maybe a competition. Or the first step of some big like BIG project…. and unfortunately the list goes on. Just drink that darn coffee and eat that croissant. Continue reading “The Art Of Doing Nothing”

A Teen Paradoxical Freak

I’d rather that we remain two strangers who can perfectly relate and not known entities.

Unfortunately, I have met people who give the Mean Girls’ mean girls a run for their money. I was never bullied or even teased. I used to be spooked out by how people did their best to maintain a distance even when they seemed to perfectly like me.

I am and had always been a girl who had friends whom she could count on the fingers on her left hand even if her pinky and thumb were cut off. Yep.  Continue reading “A Teen Paradoxical Freak”

A Leather Jacket with Bullet Holes

Will you wear a dead man’s shoes? Or  sleep in his bed or eat at a table where he sat just before he died?

A friend of mine, during a casual conversation asked me something that really got me thinking, not a rare occasion, but still (Casual as in the one where words are spoken in full sentences and out loud, remember something?)

We were sitting on my couch and he just turned to me and asked absolutely out of   nowhere, snapping me out of my eternal reverie, Continue reading “A Leather Jacket with Bullet Holes”

No Philosophical BS : I Ran Into A Wall

High on coffee, music cranked up in headphones. Lets do this.

Story time

I was in a ghetto. Wait up, no eye roll please. So I was in a ghetto , a place where misery ran rampant and tears stained the walls – a hospital.

 My cousin had decided to break his leg at 9:30 PM just to laugh at me when I showed up in the hospital wearing a weird combination of PJ top and denim bottom (Don’t ask). So this ghetto where I stood with my jeans soaked from the monsoon rain and a fair share of anxiety, I ran into a wall. Continue reading “No Philosophical BS : I Ran Into A Wall”

The Legacy Of Pokémon Go

First things first, I am very sorry for the letting the blog run dry for these many days. As a matter of fact, I was just too busy. Busy getting annoyed by running into people with their noses in their phones and screaming (Shattering my serene peace) that they had got Pikachu (Or whatever).

Seriously, this is getting exasperating. All I ever hear in buses and public places is Pokemon Go. Some stupid game with some stupid name. Continue reading “The Legacy Of Pokémon Go”