On the cliff, there she was, standing silently, with a mind that was screaming beyond any frequency. Nobody around knew who she was, what was her story or why was she there and to be honest, they didn’t really care because all of them had their own lives to juggle. She stood there for hours,… Read more.

on the way thoughts 4…

>There are times when one doesn’t talk… just replies. >A master remains a master. >everybody has got a threshold…its just the level that differs. >Lacking on Vitamin time. >Respect the decision, even if it’s rejection. >laughing can make one so tired… and have a bit of awkward moments too. >positivity induction trial might face a… Read more.

A senseless timeless scribbling of words sewed into some lines:

When u dont know where ur mind is landing,
chances are you may end up laughing.

For no reason at all,
nothing to rise nowhere to fall.

When life gives you a reality check about,
something you had forseen alot doubts.

It’s like bursting the balloon you are sitting on,
Times go by and theres comes dawn.

With a new hope and a day new,
A message for all understood by few.


When I don’t give an F,
To me you are deaf.

Do wat you want,
Say what you wish.

Im the one here shark,
Baby you are the fish.

When I’ll be gone.

One day i will leave and never come back. What will you do then? You don’t seem to be effected by my presence or absence; you will find another. But in that another you might someday try to find me. In those curves, those silly talks, those mood swings and random words. Some day i might be the cause of your widened smile which would soon fade by reality check that I’m not there anymore, not with-in the arm length you could hold me in you. Sometimes you might feel sad that you let me go but that wouldn’t happen really. I know. Life taught you to move-on, no matter how the circumstances are, and you will duplicate it then too. I wish you’d stop me. You’d ask me to say there by your side forever but that’s fantasizing or day dreaming as many would say. Dreams don’t happen in real and we would have to stay apart as chosen by both of us.


My brain is a chaotic mess,
An exploding mass of madness.
Abandoned by my own echoes,
The path which only I chose.
Hope is destructive, I believe,
Only when the dark besiege.
From within explodes,
The light that erodes.
All the dark surround,
Leaving you spellbound.
Reacting to the light,
With all the fright.
Swollen through to the core,
With every moment,
I die a little more.

                                 DOODLE 5:

Lets play The Blame Game
To fool your soul
Calm your nerves
‘Cause it likes to stay
Defined in a bubble
Where everything is ideal
A perfect T
Instead of facing
The harsh reality
So I am here
To take that all on me
To let you live
In your plastic mold
Carved out of gold
Have a nights sleep
In your baby fold.

                                       DOODLE 6:

From wanting all,
To nothing at all.
Life has struck hard
In midst of chaos
Went hopeless in mind
Without my guard
From all to nothing
Constant was something
The drive to end
Not willing to bend
If my life was a book
That nobody look
would have it already burnt
Maybe thats what i earned
From all to nothing
No difference in anything.
change inspired by monotony
And I await autonomy

                                     DOODLE 7:

I was a bubble
made of glass
that you crushed
and hurt yourself.

Boundary of the coin…

Disclaimer: bare with the grammar errors! That moment when girls change pictures for their inlaws to see, statuses for their friends to see and click solo pictures for their to-be-partner, is when you know life is nothing but plastic and thats how some people like it. Demolishing their ownself, they start incooperating themselves into others… Read more.

A glance at you.

That bright smile you hold
Deceiving the world everyday
Kept me at shore
From the ocean
That you’ve hidden
Broken pieces of you
Locked far away
Just to yourself
Have now started
To shatter you
Damaging the potential
You behold!


Nothingness: she doesnt want to do anything….absolute nothing…. nothing on mind and be empty. once a while it comes just to make space available for upcoming life happenings. She doesnt do any task, no food or drink into her body she wants, just silence to sit alone and clean head. music is only allowed to… Read more.

splash of paint

It was a perfect canvas. Yes perfect is an illusion, but it surely was for that moment. Colors that synchronised, like they were born together, breeding a direction of their own, talking a language of their own, following their own bounderies and curves, blending to the right amount where they were needed. It was a… Read more.

“hello there,”
“hello again,”
“I said hello,”
“Its a greeting in case you didn’t know,”
“it does have a similar reply you know?”

She paused and said,
“Hi.” and walked away silently.

His universe went still.

what if…

The only memory a child would want from their parents is the childhood. A phase when the kid doesn’t remember his poops, his sickness, his first step, those shining eyes, everthing eat urge, an unexpected expression of love in the form of a slap, a smile at his parents sight, expression just before crying or… Read more.

Radical Transformation…

She was a pessimist, true meaning to the word. Everything was negative until she went into the dark-hole, a place without light where everything nice had spikes around but she liked it and thought she’ll get use to the pain. But pain had chosen a different destination for her. It stayed there and she wasn’t… Read more.


we have different pieces of puzzles within us that fit perfectly to form an imperfect personality. As we meet different people we discover our new pieces and add to the pre-existing puzzle giving our personality a stronger base and broaden horizon. There are times when one is shattered the puzzle fits but doesn’t fall in… Read more.

2012 in review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The London Olympic Stadium is 53 meters high. This blog had about 630 visitors in 2012. If every visitor were a meter, this blog would be 12 times taller than the Olympic Stadium – not too shabby. Click here… Read more.

51 *ME* facts…

just a random facts about me: 1. i like giggles and hahahas 2. music is a turn on 3. i turn blue in winters 4. i hate lies 5. instant replies appreciated 6. extended family rocks 7. sis=best friend 8. i got my own dictionary of words 9. cold and rude 10. wierd pictures 11…. Read more.