As the sun sank down the horizon, the sky was spanned with multi-colours of orange and red. The clouds kept floating away from me, as if it’s their time to go home too.

A wave of balmy air brushed past my face, and all the bad memories of day just faded away. The dazzling light of the day, made way for a starry night. I stood below the blue-black sky oggling at the sheer brilliance of the full moon.

I’d never felt so positive ever in my life, like I did at that moment. The day had bought me dismality and gloominess but the night made it all right. I felt my feet dangling in the air and I was flying. Flying higher and higher.


Heavy downpour, chilling winds and the usual chaos on the streets marked the onset of a new morning. Even the incessant rains, couldn’t stop people who were determined enough to reach their destination on time. And I was one of them. 

I tried my best to tear the sheets of waters and find my way to the station. By the time I had boarded the train, rains stopped. I took a 8:43am local, that was specially reserved for the ladies. 

The scene inside the train was not different from everyday. Some women were talking on top of the voices, making the others cringe on their seats. Some of them had their eyes glued to the cellphones while some took comfort looking at the trail of greenery outside.

I preferred to join the women standing on the side of the door. I was neither interested in glancing at my cellphone nor the world outside. Instead, I took out a book to read. 

I was reading intensely, oblivious to the happenings around. So oblivious, I didn’t even realised that the train had stopped at the following two stations.  This time I took the effort to raise my head and the train to a another halt. Passengers started pouring in making me uncomfortable while I read. 

As the wheels of the train started moving, it experienced a nasty jerk, baffling the passengers. Lights went off and the train to a tranquil halt. I could hear people murmuring. There was noise but it was accompanied by a unusual silence. 

My petrified eyes were still stuck on the book, though I wasn’t reading. Suddenly, my mind got distracted to some news in the papers, where the train accident survivors confessed to have experienced jerks. 

It got moved on to some more foolish thoughts. I know, I was acting stupid. But my heart refused to cool down. 

Within few minutes, the train started moving again. It did not showed any glitches throughout the remaining journey, while we all got down safely. Pheww! All my earlier thoughts began to fade one by one, I took a sigh of relief. As the train left, I took a glance at it. A tiny smile appeared on my face, thinking about the scare that it just provided me.


You wished to abandon this life, 

A life lived under the shadows,

In the shadows of someone else,

They say, you got nothing.

Yes, heartbreaking it is to hear,

You lived a life,

That was a fallacy,

Dreams made of glass.

But, you know what,

They are the shadows,

Shadows that demotivate,

Shadows that pluck you, before you could blossom.

Shadows that pull you down, before you could fly

At that moment, you should think of nothing

But to prove them wrong, who wronged you.

Your dreams aren’t made of glass, but diamonds.

Those shadows can’t break them.

One thing that the shadows can’t do. 


Stay, for the countless moments we had created together

For the many hurdles that we had battled past triumphantly

For the empty mornings and the prickling nights

For the graceful springs and the hopeful rains

Stay, because there’s nothing more beautiful than to love and to be loved back. 

Stay, because like seasons, circumstances change

Stay, because I want you to.

One day

One day, your scars would split wide open, bringing back to life those hurtful instances. No, you won’t be fuming with anger or your face turning red in embarrassment. Those scars will be a proof of your sheer courage and newfound existence. 

One day, the people who mocked you for your fate will hang their heads in shame. It won’t be yours, but their disgrace. 

One day, when the memories of the past would try to haunt you again, you won’t hide your face with fear. Instead, you won’t feel anything. That’s my dear, will be your victory.

One day, you are gonna meet someone, genuine. Someone who respects you for the person you are. 

Till then, be your own bedrock. Be your own companion. Believe that, all the beautiful things in this world awaits you. Having a little patience never really killed anybody. 


Naive, simpleton as she appears,

But at heart, she is a wildflower,

Braving the ravenous cold winds and,

The tempestuous storms, all by herself.

She’s worth all the love around her,

Her tears are no ordinary; 

Every drop from her penetrating eyes 

Resemble the pearls in an oyster.

Vivacious and passionate she is,

Her presence is like a wisp of fresh air,

But has a mind, filled with madness

Of her electric personality.

She deserves to be placed amongst the, 

Blazing stars, out there in the sky.

She has the rage of the Sun,
And the calmness of a Moon.

Naive, simpleton as she appears,

At heart she is a wildflower.

Jersey No. 7

Mahendra Singh Dhoni: a person who has the supernatural powers to stay calm and compose under every circumstance, not found in any other human being on the earth. 

To the captaim who inspires millions,

To the captain who is loved by all.

I am probably short of words to describe the qualities and greatness of one of the best cricket player in the world, our captain Mahendra Singh Dhoni (fondly called, Mahi). So, I just leave you all with my favourite Dhoni moments.

His trademark long locks. Come-on, tell me who could have pulled this style with such flamboyancy!

The magical six! (World Cup 2011)

I’ll tell you what happens after this. He takes the trophy, hand it over to other players and then get lost among the crowd. Such humbleness!

I badly want to see him celebrate like this again!

Yesssss!! That damn smile!

To the People’s Captain,

Happy Birthday, Captain Mahendra Singh Dhoni!

The Shooting star

Velvety black sky,

Illuminated by the luminous white moon,

Millions of stars ornated the cloudless canopy, embellishing it more.

Down there, I sat in silence,

Profusely crying for someone,

Who was once, mine

The brightness of the night,

Seemed like a curse to me, on my fate.

Just then, I spotted a shooting star,

Followed by its long shiny trail,

Bidding goodbye to the farm,

Where it had always stayed.

Up there, it was still radiant.

The moon didn’t lose its glow and the stars continued to beam

I chided at the thought of the sky, for not crying

Over losing of one of its precious gem.

Have the sky, moon and stars perfectly learned the art of ‘to let go’?

Have they, really?

Of winning and losing

You’ve been fighting through a lot of battles right now. Your eyes, hands, feet are near exhaustion and you are constant struggling to find a way in the dark. 

Man! But don’t you ever give up. You are probably hoping to search for the light at the end of the tunnel. You are hoping for the shore to appear from nowhere. You want things to end as soon as possible. 

Why not try something else? Instead of finding the light in the gloom, be the light. Shine as bright as you can. So dazzling, that even your eyes should not be able to bear with that. 

Fight with the choppy waves and plan your own way. Don’t just go with the flow. Break the rules. You were not always meant to win every battle that comes along your way. 

Yes, you may lose some too. That must stop not you from taking the chances. 

But, don’t ever give up. 

Don’t you once, put your weapons down.

Mystery Blogger Award

Hey guys,

With immense happiness and gratitude, I would like to share with you all that, I’ve been nominated for the Mystery Blogger Award. Happiness because this is my first ever nomination, and gratitude towards the ones who believed that I am fully capable for​ this honour.

A great thanks to Kamakshi Verma (https://kamakshiverma.wordpress.com/), to think of me as a deserving one for this nomination. If someone writes with beauty and passion alike, then her blog is one to look out for. Do visit her blog, you won’t be disappointed.

What is Mystery Blogger Award?

The Mystery Blogger Award is an award for amazing bloggers out there with ingenious posts . Their blog captivates and motivates . They are one of the best out there and they deserve every recognition they get ! Its for bloggers who find fun and inspiration in blogging ; and they do it with love and passion . 

This award was created by Okoto Enigma.

Rules of the Award :

  1. Display the award logo on your blog .
  2. List the rules of the award .
  3. Thank the blogger who nominated you & provide a link to their blog .
  4. Mention the Creator of the award .
  5. Tell your readers three things about yourself .
  6. Answer 5 questions from the nominator .
  7. Nominate 10-20 bloggers.

Three things about me:

1. I am 20-years old (Indian) and currently pursuing a bachelor’s degree in Mass Media

2. I aspire to be a journalist. (particularly, sports journalist)

3. My friends say, I have a great sense of humour.

The answers to my nominators question:

1.What made you start your blog ? How has it changed your life ?

Honestly, starting a blog was just a casual thing for me at first. I started writing, because some of the professors at my college advised the journalist aspirants like me to take up blogging. But gradually, it turned into a habbit, then hobby and eventually my passion. Writing gives me profound joy. Starting my blog was the best thing ever, because it helped me find my own worth. It made me realise my capabilities. And the most beautiful thing about blogging, people have started recognising me as a writer. This alone is a great feat for me. 

2. What is your life motto ? Explain .

I strongly believe in being positive. Half of the problems in our life are resultant of a pessimistic attitude towards life or even a person. And the beauty of a soul is reflected through a positive mind. Hence an optimistic view not only beutifies a soul but also the things around us. You may also think that, it’s not possible to stay positive all the time if the situations are worse. That’s when belief jumps in. Never lose trust in yourself. Always believe that no matter what, this is gonna pass and life would be a piece of happiness again. This sums up to, ‘Stay optimistic and believe in yourself’

3.What / who is your inspiration or ideal & why ?

My mother. I’ve never seen a woman as strong, kind-hearted, compassionate, loving and funny as my mom. The struggles that she endured in her life and the way she overcame every one of them, is simply commendable. I’ve never for once, heard her say something bad about the people who had hurt her in the past. Instead, she always spoke good of them. How can a person like her is living on the earth! I haven’t told her this, but she inspires me every day. My unfathomable love for her, drives me to achieve every damn thing and keep them at her feet.

4. What book/ movie would you recommend me to read or see respectively and why ?

Being an ardent admirer of classic movies, I would like you to watch the Rajesh Khanna- Amitabh Bacchhan starrer, ‘Anand’. It is one the finest movies to be ever made in India. It traces the life a cancer patient, Anand, who is about to die in a few months time. Despite of suffering with one of the most dreaded disease, he continues to live life to the fullest and tries to find happiness by bringing a smile on other’s​ face. After watching the movie, you will actually perceive life as a precious gift. The book that I would want you to read is my ultimate favorite, ‘The Kite Runner’ by Khalef Husseini. I have no words to describe the greatness of this book. Just remember that, the books that make you shed your tears, are not any inanimate object but it has life. 

5. Which Marvel superhero would you like to be and why ? What personalizations would it gain?

I would rather watch Glenn McGrath delivering a killer bouncer than a Spider-Man travelling over buildings through web. Not exactly a great superhero fan, but if I had to make a choice, it would be Spider-Man ( forget my previously joke on him, I had to choose). I mean, he was a reliable friend, a passionate lover (bad for Mary Jane for she didn’t notice it early), and an amazing human being. I loved the fact that despite of surrounded with many struggles in his own life, he didn’t back off from saving the world. That’s how selfless people are. One thing I really wanted him to be, was socially confident and be able to speak up his mind. 

The bloggers, I further nominate are:

  1. https://besondersite.wordpress.com/ 
  2. https://digantamisra1.wordpress.com/
  3. https://whatshouldIdowithmylifesite.wordpress.com/
  4. https://gardenlovepoet.wordpress.com/
  5. https://confusiusblog.wordpress.com/
  6. https://wonderfultreasures.wordpress.com/
  7. https://thoughtswhichstrike.wordpress.com/
  8. https://criesfromunkemptgarden.wordpress.com/
  9. https://whatlivingtaughtme.wordpress.com/
  10. https://ladyemiliawrites.wordpress.com

Questions for the nominated bloggers:

  1. What’s the one thing you would like to change about yourself?
  2. Do you like books being adapted into movies? Why?
  3. What’s your perspective towards life?
  4. Which superpowers you would like to posses? Why?
  5. Recommend me some your favourite books and movies?

Eagerly waiting for you guys to respond!

Keep writing! Keep reading😊

Happy blogging 💞

Thank you, 

Purnima Thakur.❤