That large white wall, as they pushed me against it, I could see the pores, staring at me. Ten billion of them, ready to swallow me deep inside the world within them. Never been there, but seemed darker than black, and harsher than life. That large white wall did not end anywhere. As my eyes … Continue reading Wall
Hold me close. For you make me happy. For in you, I search for my peace. I am sorry. For I annoy you. And I can never make you happy. But I am sorry, because what about all the times when I need you, but you prefer to be in your thoughts? Just a pleasant … Continue reading Sorry.
No love, no hate.
When I was ten, my father wanted me to greet our guests, Because those, are social etiquettes. And social etiquettes are conventional. To feel acceptable you need to do things that are liked by the majority. While growing up, I did not attend many parties nor participated in many competitions. I spent most of my … Continue reading I am fussy.
He would tease and laugh, and we ran around the house. I hold it tight, the memories, in my mind. Years have changed and so have we. I cried in days and he didn’t soothe me on phone.