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Where shadows remain.

Where shadows remain. I am glad I had her, To see, to feel, to love— But the wound is still open, Still bleeding, still raw. A decade passed, Yet grief clings to my bones, Each day, the memory fades, But the emptiness never does. I wish I had more time, More moments, More memories before she slipped away— Gone too soon, leaving me behind. I never knew how cruel the clock could be, How fleeting the warmth of her hand, How quickly the love turned to shadows, And left me alone in this cold, desolate world. Grief is my shadow, It follows, it consumes, A pain that gnaws and never quiets, A reminder of what was, And what will never be again. In the silence after her, I hear her voice, But it’s fading, A distant echo, Mocking me for still being here. I wish I could have done more, Taken more pictures, Felt her near me just one last time, But the dark steals her away, And leaves me with nothing but shadows. Grief is mine now, A love that turned to ashes, A weight I’ll carry forever, In this qu...
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In the Quiet After You

 In the Quiet After You With each passing day, your memory fades, The fact that you're gone, still makes no sense to this soul. Why did you leave so soon? I have questions unanswered, I long for the moments we never got to share. I wish I could see you wave goodbye from the balcony each morning, I wish I had brought you those bangles you loved, I wish I had picked more flowers, I wish I could return home to gossip with you. I wish we could argue over some silly movie, I wish we could fight and make up, I wish we could celebrate more birthdays together, I wish we'd debate over the flavor of the cake. But you left. You left me alone. Who will I play the rest of this game with? I wish I had spent more time with you, I wish I never had to lose you.
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Footprints of fate

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  It was a stormy night in Limerick, Ireland, where the biting cold wind carried whispers of a new year and the promise of unexpected connections. The narrow streets glistened with rain, reflecting the soft glow of streetlights that fought against the darkness.   In the midst of this tempest, there she was—a mysterious girl with an unmistakable silhouette, always clad in running shoes. As if propelled by an unseen force, she traversed the wet cobblestone streets, a solitary figure against the backdrop of a city braving the storm. Her reasons for perpetual motion were a puzzle known only to her, a complex dance with life that she had yet to fully understand.   On this frigid night, fate conspired to weave her path with another. A young man, unnoticed by many but familiar to her from the university library, found himself drawn into the narrative of her journey. A missed bus, the last lifeline of the night, became the catalyst for their paths to intersect.   She, ...
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THE STRANGER ON THE TRAIN

                                                                     Year 2004. It was raining heavily. we had just come back from our trip to Delhi. We had gone to live with my uncle in the Defence and go around all the touristy places in Delhi. I had a wonderful time with my sibling and cousins but little did i know, that there was something more for me in the kitty.                                                               That day, i got my first ever letter, sent on my name. For a  child like me,  with no friends out of the station who could write letters to me, it was a little fascinating. First letters, first paychecks, first cards a...
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In these gloomy times, faith keeps us alive. (COVID 19 STORIES )

This is the fourth month of the year 2020, and this year has shown us how the world was around 40 years ago.                     These times are so dreadful , yet peaceful. lots of time, but not for interacting with human, lots of money but not to party and eat out, lots of feelings yet no one to express to. I miss old times .                        My mother once told me about a monster roaming at night who would destroy our lives if we got out of our homes, but now i realise, the monster aint so big in size nor do i need my karate kung fu skills to fight the monster. We all are fighting the most advanced version of any war, more than the world war, and who is unstoppable because we still cannot see it. EPIPHANY. Never will i buy a dog or a cat or any animal and cage it. I have never had pets in my life, but i can feel how miserable can life be , for the animals stuck ...
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