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Feels of My Fading Whispers
“If I stayed around, it won’t help. Do you want me to leave?”
“Sometimes I crave talking to you and there is a part of me that misses you. I am not able to accept the greatest lie of my life that_ I don’t love you any longer.”
“But, there was no you in my story. How will you explain this to your heart?”
“When you truly love someone, it shall not matter to you that they don’t love you back. Or…
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Feels of Her Nights
“Thank you, Allah”, I showed gratitude as I rolled at my bed and saw my phone. To watch the time obviously. Thirty-three past four played the hands as I oscillated through his past chats, one more time. Well, that’s how my day began. I finished reading his last….. And there was a sudden rush of blood in my heart when ‘his’ name shined in my WhatsApp list of stories after a long while. I had no…
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Feels of My Fall
He is at a point in his life where even the slightest of touches to his emotions will make him break down. Right there. He won’t be able to hide his vulnerabilities there after. He has become non-sustainable to feelings. No longer. He might have survived the fall but, he is no longer his usual, dynamic self. He had already been hurt too much. He had received hatred and humiliation at the hands of…
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Feels of my 'Never Again!'
Feels of my ‘Never Again!’
Once someone is gone, they are gone. Or even if they haven’t, and they just said that they will be gone, trust me, they have already gone. You can’t change that. They can’t change that. Even if they come back, or they change their minds of not leaving, they won’t be the same. Things can never be the same. It just can’t be.
In this life, everything happens once.This moment, right here, right now,…
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Feels of My Death - Part I
Feels of My Death – Part I
Death is an escape. No matter how many times you die before shutting off for a little longer, or how my people die along the cause, death is an eternal bliss.
Life, on the other hand is a veridical extrapolation, nonchalant collaboration, untimed perfection, rectified submission, oh wait, did I mention life. But, but… Death is an escape. An escape from an eternal misery. There are people who ask…
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