In the silence of the afternoon, I whisper, "I miss yous" To no one but it's obviously for you, And each one of them, Sound like a crack...

These last hours of August, Feel like an ending of sorts, Of rituals and habits, Some of the lack of it, Awaiting the due of my actions,...

The silence behind that one sentence is so loud, it's screaming — I want a hug; the kind of hug that lasts for minutes which feel like...

You think I still miss you, When I'm sitting silent at night? Right before I sleep? Right after I wake up? I miss you when I create...

I've been wanting advice, Or more like a soundboard, In a human form, Who could listen and bounce off thoughts, But I have always found...

He's someone who believes he's a good liar, But I can see straight through him, Like I'm seeing myself in the mirror, Making a loud eye...

Woh jaa raha tha aise, Kuch samjh nahi aa raha tha kaise, Abhi aa jayega bheed mein se chalke jaise, Yahin hai dil sabka waise.

Maybe we still listen to the same songs, At the same time, And think of each other. I doubt it, Because I don't listen to those songs...

There's a void, A space unoccupied, A spot untaken, And an urge to find the exact words, That define this feeling best. May I find the...

I was looking at my reflection in the mirror a few nights ago, And I couldn't recognise the person staring back at me. Recently the days...

Something I wrote on the caption of my latest One Second Everyday Reel on Instagram "life na chalti rehti hai, no, bhaagti rehti hai....

I often catch myself, Talking, blaming, wondering, On how much you hurt me, I often almost always add, I let you.