There is a subtle advent of mild, soft coldness in the air – cherished by many, not by all though. For, there is exact juxtaposition for some – their hearts be like deserts– barren, fiery, dreary, desolate, silent, pathless and yet, full of expectations.
©Mohak Chaudhary, 31102017
What if just when you are trying hard to bury the memories and accept reality, the reality itself drag drops you in that quagmire of memories? Sounds cruel, doesn’t it?
Memories don’t let you die and reality makes life afflicted.
Whoops!! A double whammy!!
©Mohak Chaudhary, 31102017
When the demons inside, with their sombreness, become too strong to be conquered then even an illuminant angel named ‘Diwali’ gets envenomed, making it dark outside and darker inside of me.
#FestivalofLights
©Mohak Chaudhary, 18.10.2017
Can you describe in one word, that teasing and agonizing distance between success and failure, between satisfaction and regret, between the love lost and hate acquired, between a much liked calming reverberation and a loathed screaming silence?
Yes, that’s- ALMOST.
©Mohak Chaudhary, 02102017
The Screaming Introvert 