Reconciliation

​It all began with a spelling error on the black board. Being the spelling-obsessed people they both are, that’s how their first conversation started. 

Their little bond grew, grew into a strong friendship. He was her personal diary, and she was his. But good things never last long. A silly fight and a useless misunderstanding later, it was all gone, gone before they realized. 

Inspite of it, as a last try to mend it, she turned up for his birthday. But that made no difference.
A year went by. A whole year of untold stories, unnoticed glances, and unnecessary anger. It seemed like they had forgotten what ‘normal’ was; something was missing in both their lives, without them even realizing it. 
Then came his next birthday. She didn’t turn up. She was done trying to mend something that she thought was long gone. Little did she know that she couldn’t be more wrong.
Unexpectedly, there was an opportunity to go to a College in Vellore, a group of 10 friends, and both of them readily agreed to go. 
The diminished spark was relit, stronger than ever before. They got to spend a lot of time together, catching up on everything they missed in each other’s lives. 

Finally, all it took was one word and one look into his eyes.

It began feeling like before again. 

It wasn’t void anymore. 

She realized how much she had missed him. Even though words had remained unspoken for days, he had always been there, a guardian hidden in the shadows.

Here he was now, out of the shadows, back into the light. A light that guides her way.

It was such a beautiful reconciliation.♥

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Belief.

Have you ever wondered,

Why a stone gets more respect than you do?

Why a mere pot marked with kum-kum and ash earns more than you do?

Why people trust an invisible entity more than they trust you?

Why more litres of milk is wasted on a lifeless idol, instead of filling the stomachs of the needy?

Why millions of people die for the sake of a so-called ‘faith’ towards something non-existent?

Well, wonder now, before it’s too late.

Don’t let injustice happen for the sake of belief.

 

Question the realm, open your mind,

Instead of locking up your thoughts in your dungeon.

 

Misconception.

Feminism, what do you think it is?

It’s not inequality;

It’s not just seeking for attention;

It’s not for benefits;

It’s not chauvinism;

It’s not for the sake of altercation;

It’s not about being selfish;

All these are just misconceptions,

Remonstrances against FEMINISM.

To all the men out there, you don’t get to throw away accusations;

Have you ever been asked to not follow your dreams because of your gender?

Or have you ever been gawked at for dressing the way you like?

Have you ever been asked to cover up your face because it’s a sin?

Or been raped,killed and murdered for no reason?

You’d have to walk a thousand miles in our shoes just to see what it’s like to be women.

Stop being bigoted, be radical;

Feminism is fair-minded, and so are feminists.

Insomnia

Is it a song that keeps ringing in your mind ?

Or is it just a train of thought that winds ?

Like a clock, tick rock, time slowly flies.

You hear the crickets chirp, the dogs bark, as you simply lie

Eyes open wide

Thoughts flying high

‘What if’s, ‘if not’s and whatnot.

You desperately call out to sleep, but it doesn’t come to your aid;

You try counting to hundred, but the numbers fade.

Instead, thoughts so deep fill your brain;

“How was the universe formed?”

And so on. 

You finally nod off, but all of a sudden, a sliver of light

Penetrates the window, now it’s too bright. 

Exasperation fills your heart

As you’re already off to a rocky start.

You finally realize that, though it’s funny,

Not all things can be bought with money.