I need you too, Mother!

He was the little bundle of joy. With a baby-like huge tummy, and the tiny chubby hands, he made the family giggle except one of many. That one another little being looking from a corner sensed herself dissolving into the background, who, she feared, would gradually disappear. Her fear and terror and tension grew with…

Where was I, all this time?

After this long period of blank weeks, where do I come from? Am I rising from the dead? If not, where was I, all this time, you might wonder. Well, nowhere where I shouldn’t have been. I was here, right here, among you, just not active, not writing, not reading, just being. Life was fine,…

It is, and still is not!

After ages, he came back to it, To a place dear to heart, To a place never forgotten, To a place called home. It was there, standing strong and still and the same. Away from the chaos of the humans, away from the edges of the summers. “What took you so long?” It wanted to…

Wasn’t it just yesterday?

I look at the sky; pitch dark, not a single star twinkling, not a single star shooting across that infinite blank black canvas, it’s only clouds and wind. Nothing tingles me at this point of time, not that it is absolute dark outside, not that there’s no star I could connect with, not that the…

It is not Love-PART (1/2)

It is not love. No, it is not, that I’m sure of. Now when I lie in the bed, beside my husband, I am reminded, yet again, that it is not love. I love my husband, not him. Things have always been like this; something happens urging a wave of memories to hit my shore;…

Let me Mourn and Seethe

They thought they knew me, I, too, thought they knew me, Until the day when it came down to grant me a wish, A wish to fly, dive into the bottom of the sky. They are not bad, I ain’t a bad one either, Yet we are stuck here where I am crawling and they…

I was born a Human!

I was born a human, but the world degraded me to an eye-candy, turned me into an object, excluded me from being one of them, one of human baby. Even before one is born, a mother mourns. Not because she is having a girl, but because her baby girl is doomed to live in a…

The Bell Jar- Don’t you read it!

Before I talk about the book, I hope you all know Sylvia Plath. She is rather known for her poetry, which was and is loved worldwide for its depth and brilliance. This- The Bell Jar– in fact, is her only published novel. I loved the novel and gave it a rating of on Goodreads; yet,…

Gone are the days!

Gone are the days when she believed that people don’t change, When she herself isn’t what she was a year back How can she expect people around to stay the same? Now, she says lesser about herself her stories do it for her, Now, her eyes witness more of the world by sitting in her…

My wish?- To be a mother to hundreds!

There was a time when I had wished for not having even one of them. Then there came a point in my life when I realized- “Okay! It wouldn’t be bad to have a few. Say, three or four.” And finally a stage where I couldn’t wait to have hundreds of them to be playing,…