I don’t know if my moment will be as defining as it was for him, or if it is really what defines me. I like to believe it does, perhaps that’s what matters.
In this tech savvy world, how have things change an how we miss the humane touch that is now dominant by gadgets, making us miss the old times.
A reality that still exists a social pressure for every girl, to fulfil one responsibility, a duty to cross off the to-do list- marriage.
Here is the voice of the broken, the pain when everything else is dead. A set of words that try and tell how we feel when we are on the verge of giving up but can not.
The article deals with abrupt ending and uninvited beginnings followed by death of someone dear to us. Death, when associated with us can be a very painful and dreading experience. This is about a mysterious battle of death and life, where none wins.
To throw some light upon “The souls that blossom in the dark”.
तेरे इर्दगिर्द घूमती मेरी कहानी, तुझसे मुझे कुछ जोड़ती सी है, मेरा ज़िक्र तुझमें करती सी है। मेरा साया दिखता है तुझमें, तू सच है, या आईना है?