Sweet Nothings!

He looked into my face, turned away, and stared again. I wondered what it was he was searching. Whether he found it. Whether not. I tried to make out from the way his eyes scanned the lines of my face. How did I look to stranger eyes? His gaze rested on my lips. Maybe the... Continue Reading →

The Micawber

she turned time to dust and with its immortal remains draped the unfair turns canopied the unkind curves time had strewn in her path and left her homeless, hopeless she was ready now to revel in time's wreck to rise from its hell ~~~~~ Asha Seth

Choice

Sandwiches or salted tears? It’s your choice how you start the next morning - sulking or standing strong. ~~~~~ Written for the prompt #choice on Instagram. If you are on Instagram, you can find it here. ~~~~~ Asha Seth

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 →

Trade

"Maa, did the bear take away your other bangle too?" asked the little girl. "Yes, darling" nodded the mother, eyeing the pink dress hidden in the corner. This wasn't the last time when desires were traded for dreams. ~~~~~ Written for the prompt #trade on Instagram. If you are on Instagram, you can find it here. ~~~~~... Continue Reading →

Hiraeth

I am going to die a slow death poisoned by the dreams I have nurtured  in the womb of my heart but couldn’t give birth to... ♥ Of love that I have longed for that has mournfully bred  and filled every pore of my skin of that nameless face for which  my soul has filtered crowds...... Continue Reading →

Time to Hibernate

Hullo friends! I hope you all are fantastic. I wish so because I am not really in the best state of mind myself, of late. Know what I just realised? I am of the habit of writing 'hello' 'hullo' because that's how I greet. Queer, eh? Until last month, things were going well. At least in... Continue Reading →

Bewitched

And all the fairytales she’d read and the princes she'd secretly loved and the castles she’d hoped to live in and the magic  she’d expected to feel. They had come right back to bewitch her days and charm her nights and she was left surprised... how could one person be so much in fact, be... Continue Reading →

Year-End Jitters

As the year draws to an end, why is there a heightened sense of urgency? Why is there a yearning to have realized every dream, have every wish fulfilled? Why do my feet ache for a globetrotting escapade, to leave footprints in Rome, Russia, and all the cities on my checklist? Why does the heart... Continue Reading →

Convalesce

An ethereal shift An enter to exit No backspace Nothing to erase ♥ No feelings No control Free as a dove No more in love ~~~~~~~ Asha Seth

Thoughts

Words escape my mind, but thoughts never leave. Caught in a whirlwind, this is what perplexes me... What happens when you miss someone? Do they miss you too? What happens when your heart misses a beat? Does it get passed on to someone somewhere Needing it to live? What happens when we blink our eyes? The things we miss... Continue Reading →

A writer’s anxiety

As a writer, it makes me anxious to not know exactly where I'm headed with my writing. Most times, I have no clear view of where I am going. It’s like walking in a tunnel with no end. It leaves me in a haze. Do such thoughts bother you too? Whatever is your big aim – to be... Continue Reading →

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