An Unexpected and Unknown Journey of life. Sometimes I look back at how my life has changed and just smile. Happy with where I am and where I aspire to go. On my way to become one of them- the scientific magicians in white coat possessing the magical powerto erase pain. Wish me all the best. The Warning is on the Door. Nobody got less visitors or knocks in their room because of them, still putting and reading them is fun! Inspired by dekh behen series.

Posted by Akriti Bahal in Uncategorized. Standing at the same intersection of life, yet again, I see. Hurtful memories come gushing back, weakening me in the knee. I am 7, I wake up with the sound of you hitting him in the face,. Sitting timidly on the sofa, I hear a tender scream in the background. What did the child ever do to you,.

Everybody is a hero, a lover, a fool, a villain. Everybody has their story to tell. Alan Moore, V for Vendetta. So this was my horoscope for 4th February 2015. I am not much into horoscopes or astrology. But if it inspired you to write something why not. Hi you beautiful people,. Sorry for the lack of posts lately. I was conned into giving.

Diams; December 19, 2012. Imtehaan pyar ki ho jaane do. Aayi hai yeh ghadi pyar ki. Range hum pyar ke rang. Imtehaan pyar ki ho jaane do. Phir bas hoga aapka saath. Aayi hai pariksha ki ghadi. Isse paar kar jane do. Imtehaan pyar ki ho jaane do. Diams; November 3, 2012.

My Dainty World of Words. In a maze of fear-drenched words,. In a heart of hushed up love,. In a rhymeless poem,. And in a fragile shell,. Stiffening itself against the storms,. Mending the strings already torn,. There it lies stagnant and still. An inane and dwindling vigil. This entry was posted on April 16, 2014, in Poetry. I never want to, and yet I look back,. I hate it so, and yet I look back,.

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A phoenix perishes to rise again. Now, is when I perish on the blog. Hope to resurrect someday, somewhere, in new glory! This is gonna be my last post on this blog. Nothing but change is constant. When will I learn, that. It will! Family, people who were busy shouting at you to get married, are running about for it.

So this is it, after 10 amazing years, time to say goodbye. Eat and Dust - The Book. A Spot of Surgery and a Saveur Blog Award Finalist. To be honest, blogging has been the last thing on my mind recently.

Stargazing, soul-searching and traveling,. Hammocks, polaroids and galaxies,. Experiences emanating magic and madness,. Losing track of time and reality,. Her new-found wings defying the laws of gravity,. While all along she had been surrendering to her mind,. The calls of her heart rings stranger chords,. New tattoos, gypsy guitars and intoxicated winds,. And her dreams pulling their own swords,. Battling the world with her poetic pen,. She was a dance of fire and ice,.