Tiny Tale #19.

His arrival gives her a new life,every night.

And his departure,murders her every morning.

For, the moonflower blossoms only in the presence of the moon,and wilts in the day light.


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He returned.

Memories did not.

His heart was at peace.

But mind was not.

Lips curled a smile on seeing the family he had left behind.

The tearful eyes said a different story.

The walls of his room,felt safe.

But yet he felt chlostophobiac.

It was as if, the repeated hugs from friends held him together.

Yet something crushed him from insides.

With his dear ones,time seemed to be ticking away in a flash.

But why did the fifteen years seem so long?

His life was finally his,full of love and care.

But then why was his mind full of suspicion?

Was he mentally unstable?Was he on drugs? No.

He was the prisoner of war who had escaped from fifteen years of hell.


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And it rained.

And it rained.The clouds finally let go off everything that caused them pain. The heaviness, the burden,the ailment is finally over. They are light and free now. Free from anything that stops them from soaring high,up above the sky. They fly now. Free from constraints. Each falling raindrop carries with it the sweetbitter memories of the cloud’s pain.

What I wonder is, aren’t the raindrops like the negative people in our lives? They judge us all the time. They try to bring us down. They restrict us from flying high. Their only motive is to not let us live peacefully. To cause pain. Pain which slowly turns into an ailment. When they can act like the raindrops,can’t we do what the clouds do?Can’t we stay away from them? Can’t we cut them off our lives?Can’t we let them go? Can’t we ignore them and soar high?

The only thing which revolves around my mind while thinking about these things is that; is letting go of someone who only harms you,so difficult? If no,then why do most of us fail to do so?


My hidden love for darkness. 

Yes I love the darkness more than the light. The serene dark sky with the gorgeous moon is way more beautiful than the balmy sky with the blazing sun piercing into the eyes.The calmness of the dark is far more desirable than the chaos in the light. The hubbub of the colour can never match the placidity of black. Maybe this is why they say, darkness of the soul  can even ignite the enormous coal.

If the light is for aspersion than the dark is for the truth. If the gleam is for reality than the murk is for the dreams and desires. If the dawn is for the beginning of war, the dusk marks an end to it. There is some strange mystery hidden in the dark which had, has and will always fascinate me. 

Alas! The dark is always considered to be unhappy or accurately unholy. Anyone who openly admits their love for the dark are considered to be influenced by the forces of the dark, or to be precise,  influenced by the evil forces. But admist the dissimilar opinions and spicedup tales  what hides is the vital truth.

Influenced by various false considerations and lost in the conclusions drawn by them,what we forget is that just like ,if there would be no bad times, the good times would not seem so pleasant and if there would be no sunset,there would never come a new day; similarly, if there would be no darkness,there would be no light as in order for the light to shine brightly, darkness must be present! 

The only thing I wonder is that is it the darkess which is negative or the thoughts inside our minds about it?

The narrative of life.

Here’s to the mind that dares;                        

 Here’s to the heart that cares, 

As  long as it thumps; 

Here’s to the eyes that glitter;

Here’s to the unachieved dreams,

That gives an incitement to lives.

Here’s to the abstract thoughts;

Here’s to the terrible fear;  

Of deaths and dyings.

Here’s to varied opinions;

Here’s to  the firm decisions,

That we take.

Here’s to  the ardent desires; 

Here’s to  the mistakes,

Here’s to the promises;

We make.

Here’s to the solitary journeys;

Here’s to the pleasant memories; 

Here’s to the countless woes; 

Here’s to life,

An affectionate hug,for being so awfully adventurous!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         

Life and death: the philosophy.

It’s funny how most of us spend our entire lives,fearing death.Though we don’t even know the meaning of death. Different people define it in different ways.Some believe that it is the end of life,others believe it to be the door to next life.Some say there is a place reserved for them up in the sky where they’ll reside after death,while the rest; they term it as the end of suffering; because the dead do not suffer.

If  life is a journey,then death is the final destination,that every individual has to reach.From the moment we are born, every step we take,is towards death. Maybe the roads that lead us towards the final destination are specific for every individual.But no one can escape it,be it rich or poor,educated or uneducated. Death is always described from the perspective of the living.

I believe death gives a meaning to life.It gives a limit to time.It makes us value time.Time would be meaningless if we have plenty of it.But most of us missunderstand it and waste our lives in fear of death.Since childhood we are taught that death is inevitable and non predictable,but is this what each one of us believe?

Death surrounds us everywhere,so when we know that there is no escaping the presence of death,then why not enjoy life at present and stop worrying about the negativities the future may hold?Like,travelling anywhere we like,wearing anything we want to, eating everything we like, becoming what we want to and most importantly doing whatever makes us happy,without worrying about what others will think.

Death should not be feared.Living in the fear of dying is worse than dying itself. The fear of death is the ultimate fear,as it restricts a person from living.This fear should be overcomed.

People say ,when death comes,our entire life is flashed before our eyes,so we should all make sure that when we lie under the upraised wings of death, the quick trailer of the movie called life is worth watching. I am not a believer of afterlife but I do believe in living life to the fullest,do you?

Keep me in your thoughts and prayers!       Just being proactive.                                               God bless everyone.

The Tag Game!

Okay! So this is going to be fun! This is the first time I am participating in something like this and I am pretty excited about it! 

Thanks to,Mehul Singla an extremely amiable person and one of my favourite bloggers, for nominating me. Do visit his blog, I am sure you won’t be disappointed.

Here is the link to his blog:


Following are the rules:

  1. Thank the person who nominated you.
  2. Answer to their 11 questions.
  3. Tag at least 11 people.
  4. Give them 11 questions to answer.

So my questions and answers are:

What is your favourite colour?

My favourite colour is black.

Name the book you are currently reading or have lately read.

I am currently reading ‘One Half from the east’ by Nadia Hashimi.

Describe some features of your future house.

My future house would definitely be near to the sea..with huge glass doors and windows having white lacy curtains…a large garden along with a swinging chair …a fancy cabana at the roof and most importantly a library containing all my favourite books.

Why did you start blogging?

I started blogging to overcome boredom during my vacations.

Favourite quote?

‘I am a great believer in luck,and I find the harder I work, the more I have it.’

How would you describe yourself in one word?


What do you dislike the most about humans?

That they are never satisfied,even if they achieve a goal or get something they wanted but they overthink and overworry. 

What is the one personality trait,you have,that makes you unique?

I am candid.What I feel is what I say but, without hurting others sentiments. That is what makes me unique.

If you could change anything in this world,what would it be?

I would eliminate ‘greed’ from the world.

Tiger or lion?


Movies or books?

Books, ofcourse.

My nominees are:












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I am extremely sorry if I missed out anyone,feel free to participate.

My questions are:

  1. Ugly and live forever or look attractive and die in a year?
  2. If you could wake up tomorrow in the body of someone else,whome would you choose and what would you do?
  3. What is life for you?
  4. If you could be any age for a week,what age would that be?
  5. What cheers you?
  6. If you could only keep five possesions,what would they be?
  7. What are your top three favourite books and why?
  8. What is your strongest personal quality?
  9. Which animal best represents you and why?
  10. If you could travel anywhere in the world,where would that be?
  11. If you could take only three items with you to a deserted island,what would they be?
  12. If you could bring one musician back from the dead, whome would you choose?
  13. What would you fight for,love or money?
  14. If you could time travel,where would you go,part or future and why.
  15. Would you rather be the jack of many trades or the master of one?
  16. If you could change one thing about yourself,what would that be?
  17. What is a ‘family’ for you?
  18. If you could bring one fictional character to life,who would that be?
  19. Who is your hero?
  20. If you could choose your last words ,what would they be?

Answer any 11 from the above mentioned questions.Do participate, I am sure it will be fun!

Thank you.