She was dying

She was dying, but nobody knew. She prayed for death everyday, struggled to live everyday, but nobody knew. And, how could people know? She had gone quiet. She became silent, like the stillness before a storm. Little did they know, the storm was near. She became expressionless, her eyes blank even when she smiled. She … Continue reading She was dying


How my writing style has changed in a year

I looked at my blogs today and couldn’t help but notice how weird my writing style has gotten within a year. I started off by motivating people, outlining the basic problems everyone faces like low self-esteem, identity crisis, fear of rejection etc. But, look at the blogs now. They’re filled with nothing but remorse feelings, … Continue reading How my writing style has changed in a year