Hi, Shri here. A girl with a mixed and confused character, slowly unearthing myself exploring & discovering my own aura. This blog is to share some of my discoveries trying to explain the unexplained express the unexpressed butterflies, emptiness, contentment, blues and the others in me…..

Time Wasted, Lessons Learned

Was it worth it? Hell no, I pondered so, She wounded my love, reasons in shadows low. A tapestry of our lives, intertwined by fate, Seeking understanding, silver linings to contemplate. Five years like grains of sand, through our fingers slipped, Her bitter strokes on his character, emotions deeply gripped. She, the ex, had her rights to voice her inner strife, Yet like a ghost, she returns, whispering that certain foods and music reminded her of him. With honeyed words, her tale did swirl, Painting him as the villain, But then she returned, professing love for the…

To the Ex who came before me.

Hey, Where do I start? Is it selfish of me to believe that I alone have the right to love him so deeply? For he was once yours, that much is true, yet now he’s mine. But how can I ask you to let go? How can I ask you not to think of him, not to find happiness in his favorite color, or sway to O K Kanmani’s songs? Don’t let thoughts of him invade your mind when you see a cup of chai. Let the moon send my love to him, not your longing. Don’t…

Rain, What’s this between us?

This climate makes me thinkThink about a chaotic feelingThe feeling i get when i see a RainfallA feeling I don’t UnderstandIt is mixed soul of contentment and woeIt makes me want to pootle my way out to the rain and go Boogie Woogie to the rhythm of the rain splattering ♡At the same time ….It wants me to get drenched and empathise the agony of the unknown and howl out the DarknessIt leaves me at sea of whether to solve this jumbled feeling or not…And finally when the downpour is over it brings a craving to paint…

“Ignored”

If you are from Bangalore and travel very often in BMTC or KSRTC and their pass holder I think you definitely are a veteran in getting ignored by the bus conductors,Do you agree? I do.First he will ask if I’m buying a ticket or not?(obviously,that is his duty)the moment I make the slightest act of letting him know that I have a pass and don’t want a ticket I’ll suddenly become invisible to him, I wait for him to look at me so that i can show him the pass and put it back to my wallet…

The girl in the Dark

Finally I was having a good sleep, when suddenly it gets disturbed by someone’s cries I wake up to find out who it is, in the moonlight sneaking into the room from between the curtains of my window I see a vague image of a girl in the corner of my room, I step towards her to have a closer look, she looks too weak as if she is starving from past few days she was sobbing and screaming with her hands clasped to her mouth it seemed like the screams would touch the skies if she…