Musings #2

I don’t know what
to do when someone
makes me feel loved
and important to them.
Like I am wanted.
My eyes, my ears, my nose
Everything about me is

And this is how I’ve
been shattering lives.
Breaking hearts.


Musings of a braver self

Many a times I feel that, I should just stop expecting too much and let go everything that has kept me stranded for so long. Let go everything that has been sucking the remaining strength out of me.

I think of all the people who were a part of my life. Some of them taught me really great lessons. Real. Eye-opener. But I miss a few. And it’s difficult to let them go.

I look around my big room. It seems empty. I don’t know, if that’s me actually empty. There’s a painting of a young girl sitting by the river in a pensive mood, hanging on the wall.

Then there’s a picture of Merilyn Monroe posing in her elegant self, her eyes mysterious as ever. There’s my mother too, with a calm demeanor and an enchanting smile but a heart of lioness, the woman I admire the most.

At the end of the day, one person who remains is me. Not the ones who walked away or the ones who stayed back. Whole and soul me.

For my sake, I always find the strength against any more ravenous storms, protecting my wrecked places. I know I have to save myself at any cost. So I let go, a little everyday.

Musings of a healing heart

You know you’re healing when the memories of the past does not make you want to go mad.

You know you’re healing, when you start believing your scars as not ugly marks on your body, but battle marks. You adore them and take pride in them.

You know you’re healing, when you really want to do or see something happy. Because now you are all ready to do things that your heart wants.

You know you’re healing, when just waking up does not feel like the most difficult thing in the world.

You are healing when those nights of insomnia are slowly taking shape of peaceful dreams.

You know you’re healing, when you are no longer living for others. You are breathing because you want to.

You aren’t afraid of falling, because now you are stronger than ever.

And if any time you ever fall down, you’ve got all the courage to lift yourself up and walk on the road of beauty, called life.


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.


There is something about the way you talk. Your husky masculine voice bewitches and comforts me. Your words glide through my ears and pull every strings of my melting heart.

There is something about the way you walk. Your athletic body always makes me go weak in my knees. 

There is something about the way you smile. Watching your soft lips take a curve is the most captivating thing to be ever seen by me. Every time you smile, I fall for you, harder.

There is something about the way you hold me. Whenever you entwine your velvety hands around my waist, it sends a quiver through my every vein.

There is something about the way you sleep. When you close your deep brown eyes, resting your head on the pillow, my heart races faster seeing you that way. While asleep, you still look beautiful and perfect.

All this makes you just so irresistible!



I split opened all my wounds before you,

Incredulously, I even let you explore,

Explore the darkest chambers of my ruptured heart,

Then, you caressed my every scar,

Gently walked through my clandestine past,

I felt the chaos in my ocean calming down,

I felt the shackles uncoiling​, slowly

I felt my wings catching a flight,

And then all the grotty wounds began to heal, one by one

Making me realise that, people who truly love you, 

Would never try to scrape your scars,

But heal them, until they finally disappear.