Why didn’t he speak to anybody? Why didn’t he put up a fight? What a waste of a beautiful life! Why did he commit suicide
It is the end of the 2nd Week of January now. I am quite late to the party of doing a ‘look back’ post for
3 hours back, I sat down with my diary to write my rough draft on the steps I have pursued in the past 7 months
I like the holidays. I do not like the holidays. Contradictory? Yes. I am not sure about you but I am a sum total of
In my previous gratitude post, I called myself a compulsive blogger because I had got in the habit of setting aside everything (necessary and unnecessary)
I was supposed to write a letter today to my long time companion, ‘my anxiety.’ I didn’t because I am in good humour. Instead I got a note from my anxiety. Help and tell, is it tricking my mind yet again?