To Finding Yourself
His tall and lean frame covered in black and blue, merged with the towering mountains against the sky. Looking . . .
Like a hurting muscle
“Can you knead my feet please?” Hearing him, she instantly sat down on the floor. Supporting her self on her right elbow, she leaned against the bedside, where he was tucked away in the . . .
I wonder why you look for guidance? Looking for something means it isn’t already there for you. You look for it in the pages of a self help book, in the words of a . . .
I watched them liking enslaving writings. Writings about the lovers they lost,
the battles they fought and the depressing stuff. They joyously spent,
a dozen and a half . . .
Photo Credits : Pipa Coutinho
Location : Indonesia
I always found myself quitting things. Whether it was at the pretext of not being capable enough or because of the fear of failure. The biggest fear was just to get started and hang midway. I had been going through this phase once again, when she came . . .
He had always accused her of being too emotional. Even as she sobbed through the pain in her hand, he said don’t cry like a child. The last she heard him was in the air, a few thousand miles above . . .
Of The Self
She celebrates being her fullest self,
An expression that even the daring lack.
Her ‘self’ expressed in singular stories,
With characters . . .