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Drown to Death

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Lift me up when you’re free
from underneath this pile of memories.
That’s where I refused to sink
but there, my life drowns to death.


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Hope

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Like an autumn hit in my twenties
Spring in my soul sheds all at once.
But to be the saviour of my world,
I will linger and hold on a bit more.

Push me; I’ll dip and crash on the shore,
as I am hollow, floating on the edge solo.
Or let me wait and conquer with light,
people, dreams and hopes of tomorrow.

What if these mountains will move,
as I climb up the stairway of time.
What if my twenties be the beginning
for me to be what I want to be.


hope for tomorrow

Roots & Sprouts

 

 

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This place owns my flesh and bones, 
and the shattered piece of my tragic soul.
For that, I stand by the rains tonight
to drench, to dissolve and to dream.
Once again I will hold the world in my hands,
along with my faulty stars in a jar,
to feel what ‘Euphoria’ is. Once for all.


BREAK

“Why don’t you write anything nowadays?”

   Every time I faced that question I spit out some excuse about my final semester architecture studies. Of course, my days were busy.  I have never been this busy in my ‘entire life’!… Okay! I’m 22 but I can say that right!? Anyway, those days changed me a lot. I spent more time outside of “my room”. I would like to call it a “break”.

   I have heard people say we need to take a ‘break’ once in a while. Especially when life gets mad and stumbles across every sentence thinking what’s next. I had those days when I used to analyse everything too much. And I had days I was flying like a bird thinking about nothing. I had to travel to a lot of places. Places which I never expected I would visit in my life. I read a number of books. I met a lot of people who made me smile. But most of the time, I was on my own. And for me, that was the most required break.

   I had often felt guilty about my introverted self for not using every opportunity perfectly. But these days helped me to accept who I am. I stood up for choices and started dreaming what is necessary. I learned that life is an adventure when we do something we thought we cannot. In my past, I was pulling myself into the stereotype society created.
Really? “Stereotypes”? Do you want to believe what society says? Continue reading BREAK

The Summer Story

Today I was just thinking, it is too difficult to suffer the summer in Kerala. All I need is to escape from the burning sun to some air conditioned place and to sleep like a baby. But I remember a time when summer was not difficult. When summer was all about happiness. When summer was about fun, love and life. Yes, we are going back to the beginning of this century.

During school days summer is about two months’ vacation. The days of liberation. When we could wake up late as possible and play all the day with friends and eat whatever we need any time and sleep without thinking about school. Summer became more favourite to kids as it is time of mangoes. Continue reading The Summer Story