Midnight Whispers

1. Have you ever stayed up late into the middle of a cold, silent night, straining your ears, listening to the silence? Have you ever stayed up late into a winter night trying to breathe in the chill of the night in a desperate attempt to cool the fires burning inside you? Have you ever…

The Graveyard Of Secrets

Fear is such a crazy idea. While some are afraid of spiders, some of lizards. While some are afraid of darkness, some are not. While some are afraid of ghosts, some are of people. I am an ordinary girl and fear does not surpass me. I am afraid too. But if you ask me what…

Fairy Tales Exist

Kolkata skyline from the top of a gigantic Ferris Wheel looks inexplicably beautiful. And the ride itself? Exhilarating. But it was not quite so when the giant wheel first started spinning. The carriage we were in slowly began climbing up. Higher. Higher. And even higher. The fright did not settle in yet. Because we were…

The Little Girl

Yet another year is about to end. And so much has changed. Stories have been rewritten. Tables have been turned. Some hearts mended; some hearts broken. Some heart caged; some hearts freed. A little girl has grown up. A little girl has found home. A little girl has learnt to talk less. A little girl…

Chaos

Her eyes searched for a suitable partner in the sin she was about to commit. This would be her fifth victim for the day. A smile spread across her bright red lips. Her favourite shade was blood. The colour of passion. The colour of sin. Her fingernails were painted to match her lips. The slit…

Let’s Get Lost

Getting lost – sounds scary, doesn’t it? It is indeed. As a child I had always feared getting lost in a crowd of people, not being able to find my parents back, being left behind while tagging along. Even today, after successfully lived seventeen years of my life and treading, almost carefully, on my eighteenth…

New Kid In Town: Part 3 – Living, here.

My mother had been worried sick about what would happen to me when I left the cosy boundaries of the house and stepped out into the world, because two weeks back I hardly knew how to do my own laundry. Or maybe I was just too lazy to do it on my own, knowing that…

New Kid In Town: Part 2 – Detachment and Newness

Kolkata. This new place has indeed given me a new life; the life I had been wishing for. The last day I had been listening to this song about old and lost friendships on a loop; not really because I was relating to it but simply because I liked the tune and lyrics of the…

New Kid In Town: Part 1 – Leaving

A little rectangular opening which has become my new window to my new room. And out that window I can see the raindrops pelting down rhythmically. I can see the wall and the roof of the adjacent house, a few old and torn clothes hanging down the window. I can see the coconut trees standing…

Comfort. And Him.

A warm cup of coffee, a cosy little blanket, a story book. That had so far been my definition of comfort. But now, a certain little phrase has been added to that definition of mine. The phrase sounds like ‘two arms to nestle into’. Indeed. That has become my new definition of comfort. Comfort now…

Silence and Solitude

She stared at the lake in front of her. The wind was slowly rising. The sky was overcast with grey clouds bearing the news of imminent rain. Her face bore a satisfied smile. The creases on her forehead vanished into the wind. She was happy to let her open hair get tangled as the wind…

Once More. Higher.

Slush! I jumped into the puddle and sent a splash of mud water on… Well, no one. No one was there. The park was empty except for me in my jeans and an oversized tee. The sky looked glum with grey clouds stretched till infinity. It had just rained but the monsoon clouds seemed to…