60 days in our van, Raghu.

Woop! Woop! We made it. We made it to 60 days in the van without killing each other. While we drove across far north Queensland bickering about the best and the worst times so far, we agreed on just one thing; to give our most honest experiences without holding anything back. For most of you…

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And all the hell broke loose.

So it's one thing to have a dream but it's entirely a different thing to set the real wheels in motion. After you decide to do something that breaks some barriers, you get into a super defensive mode to rightfully defend what's yours. Your opinions. When we decided to take the drastic step of living…

The word worse than ‘No’

The word worse than 'No' is a Pretentious 'Yes'. A yes that doesn't meet your eyes nor does it meet their lips. A yes that is an unpleasant smirk, not a spoken agreement. A yes that comes after your tears and their rage, the one that you beg to hear. A yes that feels like…

Freedom from a feminist man.

When she spoke about freedom, One said, "I allowed you to wear what you want, what else could you ask for?" Other said, " I allowed you to say what you want, what else could you ask for?" Another one boosted, " I allowed you to study and work, what else could you ask for?"…

The magic ride

Waking up one eye closed is a ritual these days because jet lag combined with a snoring husband is not a great combination for a good night's sleep. Then we wake up and snuggle real tight and I am no longer worried about my lost wink ,call it magic if you will . It's a…

His eyes..

Your eyes.. If I could melt and merge, I would with that surge.. The wave that fills up with the first light of sun.. Calm yet fiery, I can feel my cheeks burn. That surge of love, the wave of respect, that hint of concern as to how well I have slept. If I could,…

I said it, but you meant it

Its been so long, since I wrote a song, for the love that I swore, for the man that I adore. I write about all the pain, and a million things to gain, so much about all the heat, I forget the sweet smell of rain. But you remind me, in your own novel ways,…

The Room full of closets.

Have you ever wondered, Wondered about the day, The room filled with all your junk Is wide open and astray A room full of big closets, A place for all your beasts, A locker for every savage tear, You once shed but now just fear. The room that truly knows who you are, A dark…

Rebel

Keep reminding them that you are not born with the same purpose as they are and they will wriggle like an earthworm cut in half. Everybody hates a Rebel but then not everybody can be one. Sometimes it takes every little cell in your body to keep that Rebel alive but then earthworms won't get…

Debunking the bunk of quotes

Long time ago in 1597 a famous personality by the name of Sir Francis Bacon, writer of the book on human philosophy once said, “Knowledge is power”. Approximately 450 years later another famous personality twisted this very quote and rightfully said, “Power is Power.” Period. Yes, you are right. That’s Cersei Lannister from ‘The Game…

Sisters of the same sin

The first 20 pages. Reading time: 45 mins This story is about two brave women whose lives change after one eventful night. It is my first attempt at combining a murder mystery with subtle sarcastic tones on religion and bold portrayal of fair feminism. The story so far... Preface: The Confession. 3rd Dec 2017. 4…

Who am I to save you..

It would not be an exaggeration if one would say that they knew each other from the womb. Born to rich, affluent and very well educated families; Aditya Khurrana and Afreen Shariff were next door neighbors and the closest of friends even before they knew it. The Khurrana's were a family of writers and news…

Being free…

BEING FREE Ironed faces and crumpled insides, Silent masks and chaos in minds, Crowded streets and empty hearts, Pretending to play with aimless darts. Headphones are on, but you wait for a call, words might be huge, but they mean too small, rushing to work but just wishing to halt, eating a high priced meal,…

Wedding dazzles, marriage frazzles

They say that wedding and marriage are synonymous: I disagree. While wedding is a party, marriage is the hangover. While wedding is about shopping and planning, marriage is about stopping and planning. While wedding is about the new beginning, marriage is about a happy ending. While wedding is all about rituals, marriage is about routine.…

Shokti – Part 2

Kali had a plan, like her name she had to destroy the sinner who had wronged the 2 women in her life. Shokti shook her head fervently, while Prerna sat there listening quietly to Kaali's plan. There were loop holes, big ones for that matter but all the three women knew that there was no…

Shokti – Part 1

                             Before the sun rose, Kali crept out of his bed, got dressed and silently closed the door of his house to directly head to get her morning puff. 2 classic menthol and a cutting chai were enough to smoke her guilt…

No mans land..

When terror strikes in schools in the name of the religion and god, For those unfortunate ones who could not glimpse the divine in the eyes of pleading innocence, He weeps as he sees his toys dismantled before time and his gifts unwrapped before shine, He weeps as he witnesses his name being slashed with…

Your time starts now..

Just scribble on a piece of paper, Your own glorious name, Draw little smileys and stars around, Feel the audience, drink in the fame. The stage is set, go own it, Know your worth, go play your game. No one would have ever been different, If they all tried to be the same. Question what…

Fire to his flames..

Amongst the random chaos; she felt her nerves sooth, Like a grey cloud on a hot day, like an ice cube slides down smooth, No fancy fireworks, no whoosh of wind No filmy violins, no crazy drumbeats Just a little flutter, just a skip of a beat, Just a little voice, a nudge from deep…

Religion: The victim of Chinese Whispers.

Part 3: An Argument with Lord Rama. Who would have thought that what began as an already prejudiced mindset would lead to such an interesting journey through the winding roads of Melbourne city. He, who was just a date, was now a constant companion. On one of those hot evenings on my way home, he caught me staring…