I don’t have much to say.
Just that life goes on.
Mornings keep coming.
The sun still shines in the sky. Its long golden rays –
Spread warmth to our confused souls.
I still write crap from time to time.
Scratch my head, scribble, cross, doodle.
Birds chirp. Wind blows. Leaves flutter.
We wake up like clockwork and the world carries on.
The farther I fall through the spiral,
the closer I get to the end of the tunnel.
You see, it opens up both ways after all.
Category: personal history
Book Release – Unvanquished
I’m really excited to announce the official release of my first published book, Unvanquished. It took me quite a few months to finally be able to share this small book with my dearest friends and the whole blogging community here, but I sincerely hope you all would enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it.
It was inspired by a real life event, incidents of police brutality against students, that took place in various universities across India (and still takes place in other parts of the world), including my own campus, much of which was also highlighted in my passionate outburst of a poem titled, September 19 (which I encourage everyone to read, if you haven’t before). However, I must admit, the story portrayed in this book is completely fictional.
I would be extremely pleased to read your insights, honest feedback, criticisms, personal opinions, and other comments about it down below. As you all are aware, I tend to respond to each and every single comment left behind on my posts, so please do not hesitate to ask questions or share your thoughts with me. It would be an added pleasure and surprise if any of you would be so kind as to leave a review on Amazon, and in case, you are on Goodreads, I hope to see you there! I have already received a few reviews from my supportive team mates in the author community and my wonderful friend Christina from twitter, to whom I owe my deepest gratitude. Without further ado, I’ll urge you all to go check it out. Lastly, thank you so much for the constant support everyone, this would have never seen the light of day without you guys.
In addition, I would like to share a short author interview that one of my dearest friends from Twitter had invited me to be a part of and had hosted on their blog recently. If any of you are interested to check it out while also discovering some other indie authors like me that I think deserve more attention, please head on to Callum’s blog here. Thanks! 💜
brat
She spat the word “brat”
Indifferently
Tossing it aside like a coat
Unaffected
By the impact it could have had
But the tension gave it away
A slight twitch of her lips
A strange spark in her eyes
As she looked down at the floor
Muttering out loud, “brat”
At that particular moment
I knew and she knew I knew
There was yearning in the feigned disinterest
An unexplained desire to close the gap in between
There was “brat” lying in the middle
A grotesque symbol of what could have been
The love that might have been
And which ceased to exist before it even began
Until only one empty swear remained
Brat! Just a brat!
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