Redhya

just like a mirror, i stay silent, affixed to a wall. you look into me to see what i think, but, instead, you see your soul. you cry; you howl i'm like a mirror i have no response at all suffocated and exhausted, you let your guards down you share your pains, miseries and sins. because only time you show your true self is when you are in me/in front of me. because, i, mirror is indifferent to pain and pleasure; a mirror shows nothing more, nothing less.

“It’s been 4 years, dude. 4 FUCKING YEARS! You need a break for sure.” Having been hardwired to stay quiet during stressful situations, I remained quiet. However, to be honest, I hadn’t been feeling anything lately. Human biology said that males had large tear duct glands, but it failed to mention that constantly living with traumas over the years made them completely ineffective. She looked at me, probably thinking how the fuck I was still wasting my time chasing something that killed me every damn second. Then, she looked around and felt disgusted by the mess in the room. “Bro! I can’t see you like this anymore. Aisi zindagi jeene ka kya matlab? Tu hi bata koi fayda hai iska? Tu andar se itna tut chuka ki ab... ” She stopped as she sensed me unaffected. I knew that my numbness concerned her, but how I could tell how close I was to losing my sanity. As she got off the chair to leave, I said, “Tell me how I can stop when everyone’s waiting for me to fall.” Struggling to keep myself com

I’m wondering how many of us have seen a death - an actual death like someone is slowly losing their life in front of you, and you're just standing there, becoming blank. Then, the dying person looks into your eyes and hopes you’re god in disguise. I was walking through a hallway in my school. I’d taken a pass that allowed the holder to go out of a classroom for urinating or drinking water. I passed by the principal's room and reached the assembly ground. Out of nowhere, I heard a thud. Immediately, I turned around and saw the most bizarre thing that I’d ever seen in my life. A girl. She was lying face-down on the assembly ground. Blood was oozing from her body. Her eyes were wide open, and I was looking into them. She wasn’t moving at all. Having been written over, a white paper was in her hand, and it was getting drenched with her thick blood. Her white shirt was getting redder and darker. I deduced that she’d attempted suicide. I looked up and tried to figure out the positio

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WHY DO WE EXIST? This very question occurs to me once in a while; it never fails to intrigue me. Far away from the anxiety of bread and butter, lounging on bed, when I try to see the universe through my small mind and two eyes, I contemplate what made it and why it was made.  Why Do Things Exist in Nature? Oblivious to materiality, I ponder the origin of everything. The whole process of unraveling the mysteries of the universe feels as though I were freediving in a deep sea which has no bottom. We rational beings always look for a reason or a cause behind every event. Thus, we firmly support the causality principle . The principle explains the cause and effect of two or more events. For instance, one event causes another event or events. The first event is the cause of the second event or other events, and the second event or other events are the effect of the first event. As a result, looking for the cause behind the origin, I dive deep into the sea of premises to find it (conclusion)

I have put in my wired earphones. Listening to "I'm with you" with half an ear, I can still feel the pain in her voice in the song since I have heard it infinite times. Riding slowly my Classic 350 through a dark road densely surrounded with trees, I see a man heating peanuts by the roadside. It's common to see peasants selling heated peanuts in small shops by roadsides in winter. The man is tossing peanuts under an LED bulb that is powered by a small battery. The smell of burning coals and the shells of peanuts is gratifying. I feel like stopping by and savoring the moment. The weather is changing. Now, I feel the cold evening wind piercing through my polo t-shirts. Unlike in summer, it's peaceful. Crickets are gone and frogs as well. When the world is at peace; we can hear what our soul is saying. In this calmness, I find a way to escape uncertain reality. Well, the song ends, and I kickstart my motorbike. I have to go home now.

Walking down a narrow path covered with fallen leaves, I find calmness that I have been yearning for so long. A foggy dense thicket surrounds the wet path. I see trees that I have known since my first heartbreak. Now, they are no longer green; their leaves are turning red, orange and brown like a setting sun dispersing the hues of red. Evenings are getting colder, and days are getting shorter. As I walk towards my destination - an abandoned cabin in the woods, I can feel the temperature dipping gradually. Thus, my body shivers a little as the cold autumn wind goes by. I put in my wired earphones and play Somewhere Only We Know. I feel like diffusing in the air whispering in my ear to slow down my agitated life at this moment. This is my season, and it tells me to hibernate in the cave where, once, I burnt some memories to keep myself warm. *** If you like the way I write, you may want to try my books. Heads Up! You get awesome dark content there. Virgins’ Death: Follow The Crow V