It's been years and she has not felt normal...
It's getting hard to breathe
She wants to shout out....she is pain!!
She doesn't know how to feel okay
She is scared all the time
There is something eating her up!
killing her from inside brutally...
She wants this to go!.....just go!....just gooo!
Why can't these feelings leave?
Stuck with her from all these years
HELLOOO? Is there someone to pull her out?
She is drowning...

The colossol sky was blue enough to absorb our anxieties
The immense clouds were white enough to provide us peace
The tall grasses were green enough to smile at us
The stony path was rough enough to burst us into meaningless laughters!
The consoling songs were melodious enough to help us foget everything
And...we were euphoric enough to enjoy every moment!
I miss the lost old days...

Heart was surrounded by agony
She cried in pain in front of Mind,
Brutally injured by his knife like thoughts.
And Mind being a sadist
did not stop!
But... what did she ask for?
She just wanted to experience a peaceful sleep
that was lost years ago...

I wish to get lost there
It's a place in the lap of mountains,
close to the heart of nature.
They say life hits different in these towns,
towns in the arms of nature.
I wish to take in that air...
the air which will fill my lungs
with excitement.
I feel like dancing with the clouds
that will come down to meet me.
Reading my favourite book under the
lamp post on the wet streets
is all I long for.
There are days when mountains call out to me...
Ask me to come back home,
But all I have are the excuses
caught in these plains.
Till that time all I do...
is wait with the night
missing the woods everyday.

She is sitting on the table...
Turning on the lamp and then switching it off

on!.....off!


on!.....off!


on!......off!


off...........­..........off


It's been 5 minutes and the lamp is still off
She can hear someone...
Oh! It's her heart screaming for an adventure...

Fake smiles.....broken hearts
Betrayal.....tears
Sleepless nights....depression
Caught in our own minds...
We are the sad generation.


Brightest smiles....beautiful hearts
True love.....ambled souls
Sleepless nights....fireflies and moonlight
Caught in their euphoric world
They were the 90's generation.

The most precious sound to me
is that tune,
The tune...that my mother hums while cooking.
The kitchen looks like the Valley of Flowers
and she...dancing like a butterfly among them.
The euphonious tune fills the enviornment
and leaves me in the peace,
that I long for...

She thought," Nature must have been made with immense love...and the five elements must have loved each other with so much passion...that they were so well entangled in each other's soul....
Otherwise how could this earth potray love!?"

There were many doubts about what she could do. She smiled and said," Even the sound of my heels when they meet the floor, is a sign of my power!"
And then she walked away with pride...leaving the toxic world behind.