Words and Notion

Words Whipping up Whimsical Waves of Notion


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Waves

How a stubborn mind can continue with the unsaid words of its tender heart for long?

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Emotional Edges

Frantic buzzing echoing in ears

Tempting to ignore the rhythm of routine

Waves of worries dancing around

Drawing to fall in the pool of uncertainties

The stubborn heart trying hard

To stop the nerves from breaking n bleeding

Lips weaving a forged smile

To bring her back from the emotional edges.


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Who will talk first?

His one word reply was good enough to elevate her into the epitome of imaginations. She didn’t ask anything further as the answer was least satisfactory or a perfect lie for her.

He waited for her to ask further. Since she didn’t, he skipped and left.

She thought why he was lying.

He thought why she couldn’t ask further.

The ego is so powerful to ruin your relationships.  Keep an eye out for that missing heart to heart conversation.


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I had a crush..

I had a crush.. shhhhhhhh….I still cherish the moments I met you for the first time. Such a magical pull.. I couldn’t take my eyes off.

I wanted to be a part of your musical life. But donno, why you were always slipping out of my reach. Still you filled my heart and mind completely.

I was looking for you. I was waiting for your acoustic effect.

A decade later you came to me in a white costume. I didnt know what’s wrapped inside. Very carefully I touched you. Finally the golden, black threads and beads appeared in front of me. There was no limit for my joy. I became that old schoolgirl for a moment.

My lovey wind chimes, my crush..  You came after a long awaited period. 😉


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I am raped..

“I am raped, brutally raped.. Media are celebrating me..”

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“Oh ! thank God.. It’s not me..” Is this not the first feeling flooding into your mind reading newspapers or watching television news?

Then we all sympathize or empathize.. That’s all we can do or we are doing.. Merely word plays. Even I am not an exception to this word play.

How can the actions work before words start their play?

Can we really shoe her position and understand the torture and help her rescued?

I do believe in Ahimsa. But what if Ahimsa fails in a selfish world..?

It is high time to start the game of revenge as there is no heart not only for rapists but for laws also..

— womanly notions