Brevity, Quill

To Those Lost In The Chaos

Wait..The moment just passed by did you bothered to look up?

Do you remember the last time you sat by the window with your cup of coffee? The last time you gave the passer-by a winning smile? How long it has been since you and Mom cooked together? When was the last time you laughed your heart out on a silly antic?

It’s really not about the big turnovers in life rather about the little things we miss everyday. I don’t know what  you are going through. We live in completely different stories. The world maybe is on chaos. Maybe your life is too but the storm will clear and the sun will again shine bright. You’ll have to discover yourself. Wait…Relax…Cherish the moment!!!

Quill, Write Ups

Dear Almost

Dear Almost,

I was ninteen when I met you. We we’re like poles: North Pole and South Pole. I was chaos, you were calm. I was afternoon you were midnight, I was blizzard and you were that soft, slow snowfall. I was tides and you were waves.

We are different, we could have been sky. As if it was us. But we were ‘You’ and ‘I’, the sky and the clouds, close yet miles apart. You had always remind me how easy it is to fall for someone. But you just never count on me realising I was nothing more than a bad habbit and that you were always going to siphon what you could not give…

Art

Chaos

And when did your mind, full of chaos, engulfed you so much that now words are being interpreted by the chaos and not the heart.