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What Really Matters?

Over Thinking! Nervousness! Concerns! Dreadful! Despondency! They are now everyone's best mate. There's an adage that goes, "When we fear something, our condition becomes precisely that way." And why does this happen in the

The Code and the Notes

Sometimes, I ask,What's the point, what's the reason?And what I answer depends on the seasonIn winter it's warmth, and in summer it's joy.But there is this thing that I keep coming back toMy whole life this one thing was true. With the


Standing there in utter silence Life unfolds before her eyes,When she comes just a littleCloser to the truth of life. She had always known, somehowThat everything that starts shall end,Here she stands and counts the faultsWhich she

Inner voice of a girl child

I am not any birdNot a butterfly, I am simply a girl childWho wants to fly. Every moment the world makes me dieBut, why the world turns a blind eye?Don't underestimate my inner strengthI'm neither weak nor shy, I am a loaded missileWith an

The April Festival

April SunshineOh April wind !Will you blow my fetters off?And take me high up to the sky?I would paint it with the colour of springAnd blend it with my vibrant soulThey call it the yellow festivalAnd I call it the April festivalUnder the

Happiness is a state of mind

We often misunderstand “Happiness” as a condition attached to any events or situations or person. In the mid of all the chaos we forget the emotions what it describes the most. Happiness is a state of mind what comes from within. It's not


Alone in the night, I often cry.And without letting anyone know, My tears mysteriously dry.Lying Cold in the season, I tried to find a reason.And I don’t know why, but every time I fail in this mission. Like waves crash in the sea, Like

The Light

Darkness is what I see, all over around me;Not even a speck of light is there to help me… But I need light to see,to win this fight…Against odds, against sorrow,against fear, against evil,against ‘The Devil’!I am all alone herefighting


The shade that doesn't shed,the bond that never fades,I wish to revert back,back to the walks,walks with laughter andtall talks,stormy showers to delightful drizzles,yet never stopped the giggles.the wheels of time,that's neither thine nor

The Symphony of Silence

I long for a real silence, real and deep,the type one can probably only imagine,the type you can’t find, but stumble upon.In a cavern, or deep down a reef,high in the mountains, in its deep steeps,or probably, a ship abandoned ages ago,or