Category: Just when I don’t know anything.
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The bed box
She was sitting on this dim corner of the cave, very peaceful, not even caring that she had lost her way, and that she was away from the company that she had entered with. The place was unnervingly silent, and the cool setting was a bit too much for her…
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The need for a bedside table!
I lie on the bed with the lights dimmed already, with the temperature of the room set accordingly, and with the novel in my hand, ready to be lost into. In order to avoid any kind of disturbance I put my phone away, on the study table at the far…
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Den. Ben. 10
Many years had passed when, I found myself living in a troubled den, It was surely a troubled den- For it seemed that there I had passed years 10. I cried and cried, I tried to complain to Ben, But no fruitful aid could he provide me then. This my…
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And so they don’t like me now!
I was sitting with my cousin and my aunt in their house, munching snacks and having a relaxed time over a cup of tea. We were having a blast, my cousins who have come all the way from Gujarat are really chirpy and can make you feel instantly at home…
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Finishing line
What is the meaning of our life? Who are we? Has anyone ever thought about it? I don’t know, I keep thinking and questioning our existence but of course have no answer to it as yet. To satisfy myself I came up with an explanation just to quench my thirst…
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Squishy deluges
Originally posted on elizarudolf: The water emanates eloquently…. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The beams of light dance graciously on its chests….. Bending down I heed the gurgling of the ripples…. like the way I used to hear his heartbeats keeping my ears on his…
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Tug of war
They bundled me up, separated me from all my other friends and tied up a knot on me. I was suffocated. Hadn’t they ever heard of claustrophobia? I wanted to breathe, to smell the ‘exotic Indian air’, to cherish the gone moments, to smile through the troubles but they wouldn’t…
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Why I love blogging?
I started this blog for no specific reason, apart from the fact that I was drifting away from what I loved, writing and reading and also the reason that I wanted to be in a world where I could be me and not the ‘pretentious me’. I wanted a world,…
Moushmi Radhanpara 
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