Category: Women -as we are!

  • The Amassing Vengeance.

      He strolled into the room Silence screaming behind him, She garnered herself on the couch Terror and throes screaming from inside her.   The stress, the tension surfacing The unknown reconciling, His anger transpiring Her calm deescalating.   And in a sap all was lost A yank through her…

  • The Screaming Silence.

    The bedroom door closed She flinched He grinned She shuddered He smirked.   The bed conquered She groaned He frowns She pleads He pounds.   The six yards of clothing came off She cringed He smiled She screamed He moaned.   The bodies locked Beyond the natural rhythm An innocent…

  • Phoenix in Disguise.

    Gone are the days Of you wanting to be above me, Cutting my wings And throttling me.   So far, I have battled Cursed and raged, Tried to swim and float Sometimes barely to survive.   I have fought and fought Even when the war ended, I tried just to…

  • Challenge Accepted..!!

    Challenge Accepted..!!

    Originally posted on Moushmi Radhanpara: I see a girl standing erect, head high, hair open, long and roughly combed.  She has gripped her sides of the dress tightly, way too tightly. Her toes are clinching the floor, scratching it. Her hair hides the corner of her face. She is fair,…

  • The Subtle Irony Of being A Woman!

    The Subtle Irony Of being A Woman!

      Sanskrit, the mother of all Indian languages describes women in the following manner: “Karyesu Mantri Karmesu Dasi Rupesu Laksmi Ksamaya Dharitr Snehesu Mata Sayanesu Vesya Sadkarma Nari Kuladharma patni (Pillai) By which, the saying literally means that an ideal woman should be a minister in practical affairs, a slave…

  • I wish I hadn’t read that one book!

    I wish I hadn’t read that one book!

    I wish I hadn’t read that one book, For it was only a single dream that it took. It was a simple childish fantasy, But the novice me assumed it for some adult reality. I wish I hadn’t read those 50 pages, For I was living in the make belief…

  • An Old Playhouse!

    An Old Playhouse!

    The last time I was here I told you that I was reading Indian literature, and in that somewhere I lost track of what exactly I needed to read and what I wanted to read. You know there is really a very thin line between these two and I seemed…

  • Stronger!!

    Stronger!!

    My song of the day. The song that is always on repeat mode when I am low. The song that might have been written for a heart break, but nevertheless, it never fails to lift me up in any situation. The song that I could literally scream into the void,…

  • The Crazy Woman.

    The Crazy Woman.

    I am loving this amazing American poet/author, not to forget her amazing works of literature. This is a poem I had a chance to read and once again my heart cheated on my other favourites. So, I daringly declare that I love this crazy woman too. 😀 I shall not…