Methodology of 1.3 kg of grey. The frantic me.

Bare with me. Do Not read if you cannot accept sudden mood swings. It is the first rain of the year and I sit over the window sill while I write this. The night sky is illuminated- sparks bursting and threads of lightening slithering over the night sky. It has almost stopped raining and the much awaited breeze drifts around me. It's refreshing. Its a relief after tolerating the scorching heat that surrounds you throughout the day. The lightening seems to have pierced my heart in a way that makes me let out all the pain. I feel lighter. I feel nostalgic. As I type, it has stopped to pour. And I can hear the sky gurgling. I take deep breaths. The petrichor is working it's magic somehow and I am here, falling prey to it willingly. Bittersweet moments flash by as I close my eyes and let the wind take control over me. I have no control over my thoughts, my speech and my actions. I am letting it all flow in the way they want to. This might be my choice now, but 3 hours later, it...

It was the last day of my examination at college. Every one was ready to write the paper as soon as they could, and get out of the place. They had plans. Getting out with friends, eating, roaming around. Some people had to hurry home; the family had booked tickets for their vacation. Some had to go home and follow their usual routine. I had plans too. One which was made two weeks in advance. It was the first time I was going to travel by train alone.  It was a big deal, as in India, travelling by train is not considered safe for girls. Many people don't prefer it, as it is hectic, tiring, and chaotic, full of hustle, and yeah, sweat and dirt. But for most people, it is a major form of transportation, to cover a large distance by cheap means, almost everyday. So! Departure: Thane, Maharashtra, India Arrival: Khopoli, Maharashtra, India 3:55 pm I finished writing the paper, and strode out of the examination hall, heading for home. It was 37 degrees outside, and I had m...

Amidst the woods I call out Fallen flower petals around Your name engraved in the trees far too old Your spirit all about. Like petals of spring you were Warm air underneath In the whispers of your calling I Grieve to find relief. Heart much cold And body too numb In the woods that surround me I am nothing but stone. Givers take it all they say Hope you gave and sorrow you took Clench me by this hand of yours Take away this piece of sorrow with you. Your absence has made a mark Why not now you could be close I exist when you don't But live when you do. And every flower that blooms today Shall shed a petal in the name of you You should be here by now, where are you? The petals have fallen down.