I'm expected to talk nicely, And ignore how others behave. I'm expected to forgive them for that, Without receiving an apology. I'm expected to forget what happened, And put up a show to become a bigger person. I'm expected to be the bigger person, Despite being hurt. I'm expected to serve smiles in a platter, And serve myself last, Or even starve if nothing is left. I'm expected to offer more than I have, I'm expected to have. Without being offered anything. I'm expected to

I've heard enough stories, In real life, To prove the world and it's people are nothing but cruel creatures, And every day now, Seems...

I don't know, If it's existential crisis, Depression, Hormonal changes, Or all of the above, That I feel tragic today. Not to forget, The...

This one dialogue by Dr. Jug from the movie Dear Zindagi is echoing in my brain since almost three weeks: "कभी-कभी हम मुश्किल रास्ता...

I have no idea, No reason, No thought, Extravagant today, To fill up the blank space, All of I know is, Today was a significant yet...

Everyday I get closer to leaving this place, And being in a new one, Where I'm at peace, Without running away, But escaping somewhere....

Everything I have had, Given, acquired, gained, created, Is being taken away from me, Making me question, The value of my existence, Like...

I must have gone through, A hundred emotions sitting there, In a sacred space as they say, Where answers can be found, But all I had...

These words are hunting me down, From places I've never been, With feelings I've never felt, That hurt in ways I never thought, Making me...

I'm standing at the edge of this mountain, Where going back is not an option, And there's no ground beneath my feet at the next step...

Am I really moving away, From the center as they say, Am I really going, Further away and away? Am I really staying, For what I must say,...

I've been living on borrowed hope today, Somehow surviving the day, But, one thing I was sure of anyway, This won't last long, change is...