My Writings

  • No

    Status, Class, Caste… Is this the way of life. Is this what defines us as to be humans. Then what is the cost of being.

  • A Day Goes

    A morning that should be usual, but somehow is not. Today is different, everything feels different as if I woke in a alternate world.

  • The Sky Cries

    A poem to express thoughts to you. Sky.

  • In Literature

    I’m a 25 Years Old English literature student. And to be honest, in past I never had considered literature to be what I would pursue as a subject of interest. All I saw in literature was a means of communication, a way to connect to people. But here I’m as a literature student for the…