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Drown to Death


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.




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

2016 STORY

It may be good to ponder the memories before stamping on the pile of new resolutions. Even some memories dropped a few tears, they were the great lessons and the best gift of 2016.

After getting back together with my best friend once I lost, it was a good decision to focus more on myself and spend a huge amount of time listening to the world outside. Blending into the new workplace was not tough and I felt exultant on meeting new people who easily turned into close friends. Weekend plans always included the people I can’t live without and different foods I craved.

The wanderlust pinned me around the city as I climbed again on my two wheeler and that best friend who never wanted to leave became the constant occupier of the back seat. Life was always on a rollercoaster but within those ups and downs, I learned that family is always there. Continue reading 2016 STORY

Somewhere I belong…

I love good books. I often feel that some books talk to us, entice us and mesmerise into another world. There were many moments when I actually forgot my reality as I plunged into the lines written by the author. It could be a poem, a story… or just a word. And I love some moments in my life, which take me close to reality I am living or which let me connect to everything that is going around me… and inside me. I had such a moment to remember on Friday the 22nd July 2016.

I am not interested to tell you that, an urban area study is part and parcel of my Architecture studies or we chose “Venice of the East” aka the beautiful “Alappuzha” city but it actually resemble the City “Leiden” in Netherlands or anything. As a matter of fact along with my classmates I was also waiting to have a good time at beach. And yes. We played in water, captured many pictures and of course we were loud. But what I actually loved was, the time I sat on the shore alone and stared at the horizon which was abutted by an old rusty remains of a bridge, a few birds and some dark grey clouds that could rain anytime sooner. Actually I wished if it was raining. At that moment I was just another part of the sea and the shore.


Continue reading Somewhere I belong…