Sometimes we tire ourselves to be perfect, beating up over the slightest mistakes. But are we really judging others as much as ourselves?
Patterns in life continue to recur as echoes. Being mindful of these patterns help to come out of the pit of hopelessness.
An encounter with an old diary as the inner child outgrows, altering the outlook to see the trauma from a better light.
Journey of a detached feather from a dead bird wishing to live life on its own terms and be accountable for its actions.
A comparison of a gallery to the human heart and how the visitors use the space for its elegance.
A void we try to fill with obsessions of short term happiness and a hope to seal this void with treasured memories.
A story about a mother and her daughter whose relationship is unbound by expectations, going beyond their limits to make the other happy.
The enlightenment from a solitary journey, slacking off their old self not knowing the consequences- just like a butterfly.
We are part of a race with undefined rules towards the unknown, where the uncertainty is the only certainty.
The struggle in articulating thoughts, thus freeing from the clutches of writer’s block.