She loved the cage; not Me.
Secrets of My Diary: #1. What is Perfection?
Don't you try to be Perfect in whatever you do? Somewhere down the line, we all, some way or the other, are trying with all of our might to attain Perfection. But, the reason why no one has ever achieved perfection is: it's a moving target.
Secrets of My Diary: #36. My heart craves to see you shine.
"One of the signs of the greatest strength is to actually keep the pain inside and win battalions of hopes against your demons fighting back at you. How....?
Secrets of My Diary: #34. I found that I was Lost.
Sometimes I feel like I'm losing myself into someone. Someone who I can't see. Someone beneath my heart. Someone beyond the clouds. Somewhere beside my tears. And somehow, before my end. Without any distraught I went on to say what I had always wanted to say. I was left with no choice but to accept... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #32. Nights of Vengeance.
Sometimes I want to sleep like to never have to wake up again. And I want to fly to the lands of the scars of all those lives I had touched. I want to leave this place for some time. While regaining my lost possessions, I want to listen to the cries of people. The... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #31 Kindness matters
There are two lives that we live within our own body: one that expresses our goodness to ourselves alone; and the other that compels us to express our goodness to people. The former is something that we fail to amplify most of the times because we so much feel low about ourselves that we desire... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #6. ~Compassion~
The worst point in being sick is not that you are actually sick but that feeling which constantly haunts you for being worthless and being good for nothing; and that feeling of despair when you try to do the easiest of the things but you just can't do because you're so sick. What hurts so... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #3. Satisfaction is bliss!
The reason no one has ever established satisfaction in their lives is that it's a never-ending sumptuous desire. Whims mostly are never comprehensible. And one should believe that being satisfied is a state that should be evaluated upon self-assurance. But, we are the victims of our own egotism eventually. There's a point in saying that... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #30. ~Silence whispers~
Its been said a lot of times. Silence is a weapon. Some use it to destroy, disintegrate, defame, vilify, incarnate people and add any other qualifier to contemplate this fact. In simple words, there are a very few who use it to safeguard their modesty. The truth is not ought to be termed as a... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #29. ~Its not a love story~
My first advancement with words is not what uplifts my moments of deliberations, but that which touches your beauty, your style to an extent I just can't drain away from my mind. I often feel staid upon the feeling of love; but, surely not upon love on the whole. I had tried a lot to... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #28. You need someone. But, who?
There are people who deserve to be happy. There are people who are sad. There are people who lived and died. Everyone you meet in life is fighting a battle. Everyone has a story. Everyone thinks his/her story is the most prominent of all. Everyone is in fantasy. At times we just want to speak up!... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #27. ~Getting back in time- Family Time~
That feeling when you are sitting among a few relatives of yours and they start to take you back in time when you were an year old or so and you get to know about the mischiefs you did, the affection, the love, the compassion you received and how you use to run down the... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #25. ~I don’t miss the old you; but, the old me.~
No matter how good a person may become. No matter how better he has changed into. No matter if he has the best of the paths of life to walk on. Some people are going to be there who just won't like him. They will always judge him for what he once was. That old... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #24. ~I’m better off alone~
Darkness is prevailing in this lone room even when the sun is high. I've lived alone like it before but now is the time when it feels like I'm bounded by the walls on a roundabout disclaimer of many such things that could make me feel low. Moreover its a brand new place but of... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #23. ~I choose: To Think Again~
Choosing between two rights is quite easy when you are lazy enough to extract one. And choosing between two wrongs is the hardest of life's protocol. But, choosing between the contrasts of right and wrong is humanity. Sometimes I wonder a lot. I don't care if I'm fathomed by my overt thinking. I just start... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #22. If Allah loves me; I don’t care who hates.
You missed me? Yes you did! ---------------------------------------------------------------------- You missed me? Thanks anyways; but nobody does that now. Two years back I woke up at Tahajjud(Mid-night Prayer, said to have an upbringing of direct conversation with Allah-The Almighty); and asked Allah to make you mine. You might not be a part of my life today, but... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #21 ~One reason: One God~
There's only one reason why people are Sad and not amicable at heart in this world. There's only one reason why people don't get what they Desire in this world. There's only one reason why one Loses when one wants to win in this world. There's only one reason why one Cannot achieve everything one... Continue Reading →
