To the Man Who Made Me Stronger

Dear Man, I haven’t cried. It’s been sometime. Your memories have stopped causing bruises in my heart. It has stopped hitting where it hurts. NO! I haven’t forgotten you and do remember every moment spent with you. But I’ve forgotten the feel of your hands over mine. I’ve forgotten about the butterflies in my belly... Continue Reading →


Girls Like Me

Dear People, Today I dare to write about girls like me. Girls like me who don’t bother to look at the mirror the whole day maybe because she doesn’t want to look at herself, hating to look her herself OR girls like me who constantly look at the mirror to just check once if the... Continue Reading →

The Black Ink

I held it tight; the long cylindrical body gripped neatly around my thumb, fore and middle finger. I let the vintage nib press lightly on the pale yellow paper. The black ink dance across the page and I let it unravel myself to him. “Dear you, When I first caught your glimpse months ago, I... Continue Reading →

Dear Troubadour

Dear Troubadour, Your words caught me off-guard as you slipped closer to me and the soft whispers of your lips touched my skin, blessing my ear with playful music. I felt the gentle breeze as you came closer, making my heart unsteady like little fireworks erupting and falling to my belly. I felt the sparkles... Continue Reading →


Through the corners of my eyes I sneak glances of you. Little at a time to satisfy my wounded heart with poison of you. The poison seeps in through my eyes to my brain and every part of my body paralyzes. The open wound of my heart willingly accepts; the pain like a hot iron... Continue Reading →

More Than You Think

I think about you, more than you think I do. I think about you when Tum hi ho plays on morning micro van rides to college, I think about you when I’m having your favorite mo:mo as lunch , I think about you when my friends start a discussion about love,  I think about you... Continue Reading →

Because I love you

Photo My eyes were blurry and heavy. I blinked. Two drops of translucent liquid dropped down my eyes on the small screen where the letters of pain had stabbed me with its rigidness. I wiped the mobile screen on my trousers and my eyes with my sleeves. That was the first time you had hurt... Continue Reading →

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