A Short, Unfinished Story!

From hearty hellos to captivating conversations to lively laughs to fanatical fondness to lush love to majestic madness to furious fights to haunting hurt to saddening separation to pounding pain to achy agony to crushing cries to wild waiting to loud longing to stunning silence…. Just some outpour of thoughts in intricately woven words. Expressions from…

Quiet

‘Quiet: The power of introverts in a world that can’t stop talking’ by Susan Cain is a Kick-starter of the quiet revolution and talks about all successful introverts. In today’s world where everyone has a lot to say, silence is quintessential and that is exactly what this book wants to convey. The power of silence…

മൗനം

“പറയുവാനേറെയുണ്ടായിട്ടും വാക്കുകൾ നിശ്ചലമായപ്പോൾ അവർക്കിടയിൽ മൗനം തിരശ്ശീലയിട്ടു. ഇരുവർക്കുമിടയിലെ മൗനം, ശബ്ദം നഷ്ടപ്പെട്ട വാദ്യം പോലെയായി. നിഴൽ വീണ വഴിയിൽ മൗനത്തിൻ്റെ അകമ്പടിയോടെ പല പാദങ്ങളും നടന്നകന്നു. കുളിർത്തെന്നലിനും കൊടുങ്കാറ്റിനും സാമ്യം പകർന്നത് വാക്കുകളുടെ ശൂന്യത മാത്രമായിരുന്നു. ചെറു മൂളലിലൂടെയും, വൻ  ആക്രോശത്തോടെയും കാറ്റ് എന്തൊക്കെയൊ പറയാനാഗ്രഹിച്ച് ഒഴുകി അലഞ്ഞു. എന്നാൽ മൗനത്തിനപ്പോഴും നഷ്ടപ്പെട്ട വാക്കുകളെ വീണ്ടെടുക്കാനായില്ല. മൗനം സാക്ഷിയായി പലതും നടന്നു; നിശബ്ദതയുടെ പുതപ്പിൽ കൂനിപ്പിടിച്ച്‌, പല വിരഹങ്ങൾക്കും കൂടിച്ചേരലുകൾക്കും, ഏറ്റു പറച്ചിലിനും മനം മാറ്റലിനും…

Just a Kiss

I saw him shiver at my sight. I watched as fear ignited his eyes. I felt a rush of emotions striking him- memories tugged at the corner of his conscience, feelings buried deep down inside him resurfacing, the sense of right and wrong vivid now, a silent plea for one last chance. I wonder why…

Daughter and Son

A daughter and a son are raised so differently. While a daughter is taught lessons of silence and endurance, a son is taught to fight when his already low self-esteem is hurt. A daughter is restricted, even as a son is left wilding- with the fear that the first might disharmonize the rhythm of this…

Unravel!

Trace the city on the back of your hand, the sky, the land and the sand. Whisper your secrets to the wind, watch them travel through the skyline and disappear. We’ve been trying to find our way out of here. Leave your flesh bereft on the sidewalk. We’ve traveled the city in the dead of…

The Silence

Four monks decided to meditate silently without speaking for two weeks. By nightfall on the first day, the candle began to flicker and then went out. The first monk said, “Oh, no! The candle is out.” The second monk said, “Aren’t we not suppose to talk?” The third monk said, “Why must you two break the silence?” The fourth monk laughed…

Conscience

Two traveling monks reached a river where they met a young woman. Wary of the current, she asked if they could carry her across. One of the monks hesitated, but the other quickly picked her up onto his shoulders, transported her across the water, and put her down on the other bank. She thanked him…

Unfuck Yourself

Unfuck Yourself offers a slap from from the universe to wake you up to your true potential and get spectacularly into your life. Bestselling author and life coach Gary John Bishop shows you how to silence your inner critic and strive for something better. Whatever your problems be, stop wasting your time waiting for that magical…

The Pain

No one could understand, they wouldn’t even try. why I could feel such pain? when someone’s in vain. The silence of hearts, I heard so loud, the fakeness of their smiles, they couldn’t hide. Empathy must it be, yet people say it’s crazy, for they couldn’t see, the pain I have in me! Wanna be…

Spiral

If I had to imagine the shape of our imperfect love story, it would be a spiral. You know the ones that start from a single point and roam around in many little circles, round and round till your head spins. It’s funny how it all begins from one tiny interaction, one sudden eye contact,…

A Melancholic Bliss

Some sorrows are sweet, The boundless beauty of which fills your bounty to the rhythm of a stolen season, That you’d like to keep them close to your core. You wouldn’t like to wash it off with tears nor blurt it out in fears, nor would you wipe it clear from the terrible chambers of…