They were so different,yet they were close.There was an unintentional connection,that somehow faded with time,and the reasons are yet to be know.There was a soul who dealt,and a heart who never felt.There was a person who never knew,the catastrophic consequences definitely not few.…Day by day they went down,Into that solemnly silent unfamiliar sound. ~Khushi Garg There are a lot of people who suddenly play an … Continue reading (02) Faded Feelings
When I sit to think,My heart sinks.My mind starts to ponder,about the things I never wanna wonder.Those voices I still hear,My inside, which they are going to tear,My brain, it starts to shout,My pain I wish I could pour it out. ~Khushi Garg As empty as a desert… Continue reading (01) Overthinking?!
Writing means something to everyone and it means a world to me, it means expressing myself in ways I could never speak out. It means, letting my imagination run wild and free with no one there to judge me for being ME. Because, perhaps writing is a way of listening to the shapeless silence within. Hence, I am here to express my thoughts with the … Continue reading What writing means to me?