Save The Rohingya Muslims

Ever wondered how it feels, when you are ousted from your own country, just because you follow a particular religion? What is the agony of witnessing your entire family's slaughter with your own eyes? And even if you survive, then what extent of helplessness is felt as you all have nowhere to go? Literally nowhere.... Continue Reading →


Mumbai Diaries (III) – Lessons By The Bridge

You may be kind and good-looking, quite sensitive, yet strong, bearing a beautiful body structure, made with the best, by the best, with a lot of trust at stake. ... But sweetheart, there will always be people who will trample upon you, only to reach the other side. Yeah, some do it in a jiffy,... Continue Reading →

Mumbai Diaries (I) – The City

She teaches you to survive like a warrior, and face everything as it comes, such that no matter how rough your day passes, yet at the end you reflect on how thankful you are. She holds your hand and weaves big dreams with you, irrespective of how small a village you belong to. She even... Continue Reading →

A Passenger

It was a hazy, rainy morning. I had struggled my way to the railway station in that weather, beating all mud pools and unpredictable showers. So much, just to board that train at 8AM, on time. The train, on which I first met you. And the train, on which we'd last met. It'd been more than a... Continue Reading →


To begin with, let me throw some stats here for the fact-hungry logicians: Muslims were the target of 51% of violence centred on bovine issues over nearly eight years (2010 to 2017) and comprised 86% of 28 Indians killed in 63 incidents, according to an IndiaSpend content analysis of the English media. As many of... Continue Reading →

You Don’t Get It… Do You?

You don't get it. I am a soft person, I do not like harsh treatment. No one does. Not even you. Your words rudely hit me though, teasing and mocking my self worth. But... you don't really get it, do you? This world has everso been unfair; You'd know that I've trust issues with it.... Continue Reading →

We’re Waiting, We’re Watching

What is this grimace dripping from skies? What are these thorns rising from the ground? Sharp, fatal and long endearing Like our martyrs, underneath found. Was there none to listen to their screams? Perhaps the leaders were silence-bound. Taunts about 'red cheeks' flew in the air, Behold! Now skies too are painted red With the... Continue Reading →

Be All You Can Be

Be the blossom to my flowers, Be the beats to my heart, Be the wind to my sails, Be the love to my art. Be the moon to my night, Be the healing to my scar, Be all you can be, And all that you are. - Shereen A. Mir ( @fromlifetoshereen ) via Daily Prompt: Blossom... Continue Reading →

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