My Words

She doesn't reside with me anymore; although she attends me every now and then. And in those days when she doesn't, I can yet feel her presence. I think she's always close, keeping an eye on me. Because she cares. She mumbles she still loves me. During my week offs when I don't have to go to the office, I usually spend my time doing mostly nothing. She has a wicked side to herself too I guess. She never lets me touch her. She just disappears before I can even get a glance of her. Sometimes I can hear a little clunking noise in the kitchen and I start rushing to get there and grab her so that I can cage her in my arms from behind. But I am not even near. She isn't there. She constantly manages to escape my touch. Other times she annoys me by letting me have a glance of her just the minute before she disappears. When I step out of the bathroom bare-bodied after having a regular shower just returning from my workplace, I find her standing bare in the dining room a few...

Sometimes you come across somebody and it's so apparent that the two of you, on some phase belong together. As lovers, or as colleagues, or as family, or as something totally distinct. You meet such people throughout your life and out of nowhere, you feel alive. Even though one of them leave you but you want them to dwell. And you desire to say it loudly but you lag to do that. You're anxious of making choices but remember the thinnest actions will induce the rest of your life and you cannot curb it. So many aspects play an aspect of you surviving here today, a delayed train, or supporting a needy on your path, an excess cup of tea or perhaps flashes of interest lent to your parents about what they want to express. Everything is bound and it's gonna keep going. You would believe you have the worst lifecycle compared to your pals. Some might be relishing the early taste of love and you still foreseeing. But remember nicer stuff take time. You'll find Mr Right at the ...

You rise with an intense cough, a fever, and full body agonizes. You go to the physician and you're scrutinized with Covid-19. Listening to this ton of stuff going in scene of your sense. For the last two weeks, you were unfamiliar that you were contaminated. For the last two weeks you've continued on with life as ordinary - coffee shops, lounges, restaurants, bars - refusing to even entertain the idea of "Social Distancing" because "I don't feel sick." You spend a few days on the divan feeling pretty crummy and then you're well again. Because you're fresh, powerful and invincible. Your resistant system is powerful and you're healthy doing workout, greeting people and feel energised. Your, 76-year old grandmother who you attended previous week, the one who wears oxygen and has a lengthy record of heart failure? Not fortunate. The neighbour infant you encounter and get in awe with her cute activities has a low and evolving immune system. S...