"When no one is listening to you, just use your creativity to showcase it to the deaf world"
I always wondered why people found it always a difficult task to fight back social demeaning. Like every inexperienced human, I would respond - "It is just a phase, deal with it. It shall pass." Yet, it is always easier said than done. It's easy to ignore, unless those doubtful eyes with eerie trail follow... Continue Reading →
Closing some doors now, Not because of pride Or Arrogance or incapacity But for they lead Nowhere Closing some doors To outrun the Pain They inflict Hopeless hope they give And Illusions they make Closing the doors That lead to abysmal dread Steer me off my tread Entangle me to countless threads. Closing some doors... Continue Reading →
Journey- several paths a person passes by and reminisces later the thrill and happiness. But one journey that never ceases is this amazing life. A journey on Earth, from life to death, entangling to some strings while cutting off others, a bedlam of happiness and gloom and a struggle to hold on to fading memories.... Continue Reading →
Learn what is a mandala or mandala art
He speaks highly of fading humanity from this world. He roams around in sophisticated attires like archaeologists trying to excavate fossils of emotions. He moans of having to fight alone in this competitive world for his families’ survival. He boasts of being independent, or should I say more correctly, self-dependent. Yet here he is throwing... Continue Reading →
[Pic: Self-sketched] Staring at the weird design printed on your bed sheet, I know you are not analysing the print. Rather, you are analysing things imprinted deep inside your head. Series of events that have webbed your true vision, making it tough for you to look and think straight. The fear of losing me amidst... Continue Reading →
Yes. I am a survivor. I have survived the eyes radiating demeaning glare at me. Battled with the swords of negligence trying to savage my very existence. I have cleared my way through the hedges bearing thorns, both real and fake, savouring the pain of every scratch and sighing relief when bruised with feathery touch.... Continue Reading →
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