Harry Potter and the Six Year Old Me

Squishing the pillow, holding big hands,
my eyes were stuck in the magic land.
Burnt into ashes, only by a touch,
I wondered does a stone do too much?
Swirling the wand in the air, Alohmora!
Yes, I was insane.
Insane enough, to fight the evil,
sabotaging the bad, reviving the good in people.
I was 6 and I had a dream,
to be Harry Potter, to be like him.

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2018, You Are No Regret

Dear 2018,

2018, The Year I Learnt The Ultimate Lessons


You are the best thing that happened to me. You gave me love, made me feel like I was sixteen. You gave me butterflies in the belly, made my heart race faster than Ferrari. You bonded my family when my cousin brother got married, you taught me that family comes first even if it hurts. You gave me an insight of my mother and father and told me how much they loved me. I know we had problems initially when you took my grandmother away, and didn’t let me visit her even on her funeral. I remember sitting in my dorm room when my father called, telling me they were leaving for hometown. How can I ever forget his broken voice and dismayed face with hot tears flowing by. But it’s okay, ’cause you showed me who was there when I was at my lowest point. How, some stayed back with me even when I threw tantrums, how my best friends stayed by my side. I’m glad you showed me true faces of some and made me close to some other ones.

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I Think We Should Not Talk Anymore: The Sparkle

I think we should not talk anymore“, were the last words I heard from him.

It’s sad, isn’t it? When you are finally letting yourself to love, when you make somebody a part of your life, a part of you and all of a sudden there is a crack in the glass of your happiness, going all the way up to shatter you into pieces.
But, you are wrong; it was not sudden.
It all started that day, when he felt happy being with you, that all he could think of was you.

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Belong to Yourself

Belong to yourself

Belong to Yourself

Belong to people; you’ll be a disgrace.
Belong to the world; you’ll perpetrate.
Belong to the things; you’ll never have wings.
But belong to yourself, and you’ll achieve the freedom to live happily,
And the satisfaction within.

I Hope It Haunts You Every Night Like It Haunted Me The Day You Left.

Detox Rule No. 1: Reminisce the bad old times

Closed room and dim lights;
I looked up at your sparkling eyes.
Your one hand reaching for mine;
and the other
slightly pulling back the fringes from my eyes.
Do you know
what I felt that time?
I felt
a sweet apprehension dipped
in the liquor of sublime;
like I am back to 16 and it’s the prom night;
and you are in a tuxedo and me dressed in Red;
so bright that you pulled me towards yourself and hold me by my waist and say,
“Are you ready Pretty Lady?” with a bright big smile.

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Soldier or Slave?

It’s Saturday night and I have a date.
Shh! It’s a secret. you must tell no one okay?
I am meeting her again at the beach,
It’s a house party where I invited her to meet.
Yes, Yes! I know, a long drive would have suited the best, maybe.
But you see, she is wild like an adventure,
definitely not pretty and sparkle.
Yes, she is the rainbow but she is also a siege.
It’s Saturday night and I guess I’ll tell her today.
Rainbow Six siege you’ll be my forever escape.

Rainbow Six Siege

Rainbow Six Siege

I open my eyes and I find myself on an island. I can see nothing but water all around. With sandy waves and sun rays hitting the moles of each pebble, I walk in my combat boots and L86 Assault Rifle by my side. The fellow soldiers are coming behind me as I give the lead to an entrance of a big beach house. There are tall palm trees and deflated tire tubes spread on the sand. I Look up at every nook and corner to sight for the defenders.

“All clear”, says CanyonHill

With a nod, I run towards the lower window and throw my drone inside the building. I look at the screen, broken glass and wine bottles are lying on the floor. The drone moves further to the kitchen sighting for the defuser. Taking an empty room as a signal, I move the drone on the upper floor. I see Yakon on the screen and his MP5 gun and there it goes, silence and blackout when the bullet finally tears the drone apart.

“The real game has just begun”, I say as we come in the real action phase. I, with my teammates, march towards the building and climb up the wall with the auto belay system. CanyonHills and HardSonnet get inside through the main entrance. I hear far gunshots noises as I hang on the wall. Yakon is dead and so does CanyonHills. It’s time for revenge. I climb up the wall and throw a grenade inside the window, and in less than 3 seconds it explodes giving me an advantage of disguising in the smoke. As I am about to enter I see a human figure shooting all over. With my L86 I shoot with a stop towards the shadow until the opponent dies. With blood spilt all over, my inside grins as I shoot another target and reload my gun. I sense the motion of the opponents again. I shoot them one after the other while shifting from one window to the other. I get inside the building again and pace towards the end of the hall, where I find CanyonHill dead.
“You played well, brother”, I blurted at the microphone.
Only I and one last defender is left to survive. As I move towards the stairs, I spot the defender and shoot him direct.

ATTACKERS WIN 

HeavyFeather: It was a well-played game, we shall meet again. Until the next time.
CanyonHill: Definitely
AntSeeker: Well played, HeavyFeather
HardSonnet: BADASS rocks!

I signed out of my gaming account and removed my headphones. It was 4 AM, early on a Sunday morning. I spent 6 hours alone on gaming, but deep down I was satisfied, because it was my choice. That is what I wanted, doing things what I liked on my weekends off, spending time with my love- my gaming and long sleep hours where there is no one to pull you out of the sheets.  Sadly my dream only lasted for a second when I looked at my phone screen, 12 miss calls and 20 messages,

“Pick up the phone, the boss called. He wants the presentation by tomorrow, 10 AM SHARP”

My inner happiness went down the gutter when I opened my office laptop and started making the lame presentation.

THE END

Fierce

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This mother’s day, let’s tell the tales of fierce mothers, whose love blossomed and gave them courage to fight what was wrong.

#STORY

Walking down the stairs, everybody could see her bump.
Even though she covered herself in every possible clothing, she could feel the stares.
Still, she walked, as if she committed a crime. As if she was a guilty one. But what was her mistake, that she was going to give birth to a beautiful child. An innocent angel.

With every step she took in the corridor, the whispers’ amplified.
Those harsh names landed on her ear, ‘whore’, ‘slut’, ‘stupid’, ‘impure’.
Some gave her those cheap offers, “Wanna have it with me?” “You are no good!”.

Listening all those, she couldn’t bear it. She ran, as far as she could, running down, locking herself in the washroom.
She cried and cried till her eyes got dried.
But she knew, it was all a struggle. And whatever she was bearing she couldn’t let her child bear the same. The baby was her blood, her own and she was her protector, from every harm of the world.

Climax

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My heart was swinging to and fro with the waves of affection.
There was a rise and fall of my little yacht in the stormy ocean.
There was no escape and even if there was,
I didn’t want to exit the newly discovered world.
I could feel the sense of belonging as he leaned in and imprinted on my shoulder.
This one time in my life I knew it wasn’t just a spark but an explosion of emotions.
His hands embraced my neck and he moved forward to land small peck.
His hands moved towards my breasts as I moaned with a low voice in excitement.
He came slowly towards my lips and dissolved himself within me.
As my lips a part, I could realise the sudden jitters and rush in my body.
I was on fire, I realised.
His tongue slid inside my mouth and we reached the end together.
I knew there was more to this.
There was another stage even after the climax.