Going Through the Past...

Life has been vast...

Innumerable words, thoughts, moments gone past

All we could expect

All we could do

Another second's glance

And mintue anew!

Free Yet Trapped

I am someone who is not unaware of power of words. A young girl who used to pen down her thoughts since her school days.

Someone who could let her mind and heart speak for her in the most captivating ways through her words….some written, some unspoken, some to be read between the lines.


Daily life incidences, Random Thoughts crossing my mind, Deep Wishes within my Heart, Rhythm flowing out of me in the form of Poem….just a glimpse of few fallen ink drops from the pen of a girl who was so Herself.
It gave a deep sense of satisfaction and peace. If not anyone else I had my horizon of thoughts where feelings and words met. Writing was one important part of my life which helped me establish a sync with my own self.

Normally as the time passes by, one gets more composed. But alas! This wasn’t the case with me. I gave up writing, I gave it up all. No longer did my thoughts meet my words and the horizon as it appears to be but in reality never met! I confined myself within me. It wasn’t that I had no one to speak to but had this inhibition of speaking my heart out: the fear of not being unheard but not understood.
So as the clock ticked, I got lost somewhere. Lost far away from my own self. Now there were no more fallen ink drops….it was all dried! I now feel that there was this layer on me which inhibited me from doing so.

With the inspiration and sheer motivation from close people (people who know me well), I have once again taken to writing.

I have broken free all the shackles: shackles which chained my thoughts. I have wiped off the thick layer of dust: dust which suffocated my feelings.

Now I am all set to fly. Fly in my own horizon. My wings being expression and imagination.

I strive to make a comeback after a long time. I wish to see myself as the same young girl who thought she had wings and her mind flew to places unexplored, thoughts which could not unfold and feelings untold!!!

Just wish for the same strength and flair which has always been the force behind those fallen ink drops.

Hope they never dry now…

Amen!