Day 365: When Dad left for his Maker…

Dear Dad, You're gone a year today and you'll want to know this. I don't cry today. I don't look back. I don't ponder over the if's and why's? I don't think it matters. I don't curse anyone. Nor do I regret life. But let me tell you this, I also feel I don't have the... Continue Reading →

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Day 282: When Dad left for his Maker

Imagining life without someone, when have we ever given that a thought? I was the same. But with you gone, life has taken an unexpected turn. I am now looking at things, I never gave a thought. I am reminiscing over events, that once craved my attention. I am lusting for certain aches, that once... Continue Reading →

Rebury this Soul…

walking down familiar lanes never realised they had changed withered, eroded muddied, faded trees lining street-ends had grown dustier leaves rattled by storms had grown mustier walking down familiar lanes never realized how I had changed never stopped to care even when omens lay bare as the last grains of the hour glass called for... Continue Reading →

The Hate I Harbored

Time wasn't on our side. Today, when it is too late, I convince myself thus. Maybe I wasn't the right age to understand. Maybe you were too harsh that I suffered in vain. Maybe I comprehended you wrong. Maybe you misunderstood me much. I believed you knew what you were doing. Unleashing a world of... Continue Reading →

A Blind Date with My Late Father

"That's enough! I quit," and I stormed out of my manager's office. I was done taking blames for things I'd never done, or rather for what others had done. "Don't take shit, ever," dad had always said. Once again, more than anything, it was father's perpetual absence that nipped me at every point in life.... Continue Reading →

Day 170: When Dad left for his Maker

There are nights I wake up in a haze. My eyes travel to your rocking chair at the end of the room. Is it truly rocking or is it my mind playing tricks? It is difficult to say in the dark of the night. I stare hard and long as if staring longer would make... Continue Reading →

Day 100: When Dad left for his Maker…

Dear Dad, This heart's broken into pieces, forever; there's no denying that now. It bleeds barrels. I can't seem to be able to put it together. No matter how hard I try, it crumbles like a castle, into a thousand tiny grains of sand at the slightest memory of you. There's an ache that threatens... Continue Reading →

Forlorn but not Forgotten

Getting back after you've fallen down is easy. Getting back trying to live after life's mercilessly clobbered you in the back, is a different deal altogether. One can't begin to live just like they did. You realise you can't so readily trust, not even life. Taking dad away from me was worse than betrayal. I... Continue Reading →

Day 45: When Dad left for his Maker…

It's been a while I've wanted to write and tell you things. Tell you why I've not been around of late. I couldn't gather the courage. For I know, the pain that I feel, you'd feel too. But here I am. Finally. Making a lackadaisical attempt. Exactly, a year ago, this time, I had jotted... Continue Reading →

Confession

He: I am a sinner. Don't know where to begin. Pastor: You've already begun, child. Just keep going. ~~~~~ Written for the writing prompt #confession on Instagram. If you too are on Instagram, you can find it here. ~~~~~ Asha Seth

Resolutions

"What are Resolutions?" This question would occupy good amount of my time and would involve a good part of my brain when I was a kid. I didn't seem to understand the term and would end up ruminating about it. I remember the year I stepped into my first grade at school. It was the... Continue Reading →

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