Human history is abundant with carvings and writings, in the deepest parts of the oldest caves and areas as open and popular as the Pyramids of Giza, which reflect people’s respect and adoration towards the Sun. Every morning the Sun rises, bringing warmth and prosperity, the security of life, saving all the species from cold and defeating all the forms of darkness. Our civilization, way back, understood that without the Sun, the crops won’t grow, the life as we know on the planet won’t be the same but only more devastating.
There is a trend that has been spreading in a contagious manner across the globe; to own a beautiful ‘Dream Catcher’. It is a belief
If the truth be told Who are we than just specks of dust? Who are we than just meagre parts of the muck? If jails
The credit card, a magic wand that opens the door to a woman’s paradise, the mall! Why paradise? Because everything about a mall is attractive
Many of us state self-respect and freedom as the reasons for wanting to become entrepreneurs and not working under someone else, but is this
Life was simple with embarrassments unknown,
Life was hard with the schools still known,
When adulthood was waited to give us the lessons of life,
So that we could enjoy the sweet, sour and spice….
To forget each day the name of my favourite song.
To drown in amnesia, to un-know the reality of a new dawn
I am a man who ceases to be
Yet ceases to cease in this beautiful excuse called life.
She was tired of being stuck in this downward spiral that was holding her back from achieving anything at all. She needed to find her inner strength, the will to fight, pull out the urge to get through this, from the deepest core of her heart. She was far too determined this time. Nothing could stop her. She knew, she believed that the next time she stood up, it would be to never fall down again. She put back all her pieces, like every other time, but this time she knew it would be the last.
This is something imperative for the new generation (in which I’m also a part of). We tend to overlook the past very effortlessly because of the happiness (materialistic or otherwise) showered upon us by our parents. Hence, we fail to remember the struggle they went through and all the minute things they did to give all that we have today without presenting a single sign of abhorrence. We might never understand their great effort but, looking back we can appreciate them and make us more responsible and accountable.
I am fighting hard to stay in slumber
Soon, I am sure darkness will come
Drag me out of bed, through the avenues
Where I had built my fortress of hope
To find that it is another gutter