JOURNALINGSweet VandalismTrascribing thoughts (From December 4): Took some picutres today at HauzKhas, I wonder what people's thoughts are on it? But I think it...
WRITINGInto the dark - A poemI wonder if they can see As insides of her faint Part by part Like a building shutting off For the night In a long hall Lights switch off...
WRITINGWithin - A poemAfter quite some time I wrote in third person. Anyway, a piece from a week back about the tiring journey within. Gun in the left pocket...
WRITINGAt peaceFor the first time Her hands weren't held so tight By one another For the first time I saw her shoulders relax And her jaw released From...
WRITINGFRELL - A fontThere is freedom in writing and not to be read. I have always found solace in speaking in sounds that belong to no known language but...
WRITINGSwimming a littleNovember 4/2020 Today this moment is one of the times I feel it. I just parked the car, got home, and will sit and work. Its cold...
JOURNALINGMy peace is mineA while back, as I danced slowly in my room through an intended trance, I felt like writing. A line kept coming to my mind - my peace is...
WRITINGOnce together - participationThrough the pandemic I participated in a project by Artist: Ina Kaur called Once Together in which I contributed two works, one painting...
MENTAL HEALTHDifferent (Artwork)An artwork made for Thought pudding (Link). Posted on thier Instagram (Link) Title: Different Medium: Watercolors and words - traced on...
WRITINGRetelling: The Yellow Wallpaper On reading the short story - The yellow wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Stetson, I wrote another story based on my interpretation of it...
WRITINGRearranging a shelf“How beautiful”, everyone’d say when they’d come to face with our picture. “Thanks!”, I’d chirp with a grin on my face, now I’d say the...
WRITINGSublimation of my night thoughtsA short story I wrote when I was 17/18 years old. Just want it to be a part of my website cause it's important to me. Link:...
WRITINGWhen we meetI feel you feel alone Though I haven't seen you hide in your room I hear your laughter and I know How hard you try to adjust to the norm...
WRITINGRiseLook at all these magnificient people Your destruction shall always make them eager So doth you, something bigger Shall you start from...
WRITINGStrangenessNot know what I think What's that word, can you link? What is it that I feel? When in metro I sit and earphones I plug in and reading I...
WRITINGAryanAcquainted I was to many, but today I was seen. What art do I make anymore? In level to what he made me feel. I smiled and I smiled and I...
JOURNALINGConnectArt does the same for us. For why not all of us can fashion those fragmented thoughts into comprehensible expressions and they do not...
WRITINGTodayIt was not so long ago, I learnt a few lessons. He taught me and I have no problem in accepting that. Independence to me is a mirage, we...