Isha 's Blog

  I am standing here,right here in the corner.  The first thing I’m seeing right now is my parents who are crying madly. “Wake up daughter, you can’t leave us like this.” I feel heavy but i am not listening my beats. I am with everyone but i am not among them.     Just stand up girl, your mom is crying ‘I said to myself.’ It feels like floating , so light and soft but why can’t i stand?  ‘Hey, dad I am here, i am sorry that i left my meal in the morning, please don’t cry dad.’ I am speaking my throat out still my voice is striking back to me like there’s a big wall between us. It looks like a transparent that separates them from me. I wanna break this boundaries but I am powerless. “I-will make delicious fries for you, please  open your eyes’-(Mom yells). Just in the morning i had and argument with mom because she didn’t cook my favorite fries for lunch.     Mom I don’t want fries, I want to get up and say that how much I love you both.Dad it hurts me but I can’t exactly feel where. Re

  What makes you get up from the bed everyday? For me, there is not really much things. When I was a child, i use to think the world is vast and there’s a lot of things to do. Yes I was right but just the definition of world has changed for me now. People say, we must have dreams to live. We are humans and we have hopes that keeps our heart alive. I see everyday people are struggling but where are they going? They are doing it for their dreams or for money? Once i asked my friend, what do you wanna do in life? He said ‘ I just want to earn money anyhow’. So what is keeping you alive? The money or the dreams?     Will your money buy your dreams? Or your dreams are much more worth than those papers for which people are about to start war anytime soon. War may lead to great loss so what? Money will even buy people and relations right? Dreams are beautiful, so are people’s imagination. Mind is very playful and it can manipulate anything. So what if we convert our dreams into money?  And ag

The ocean was deep, extremely deep The sky was the limit but I had no wings. I was free but i had invisible wires, Wires that didn’t encircle feet but, bounded the heart! The white was the color, the peace was the gesture  I was dressed up white but the gesture choose black. White was beautiful but black was superior, The black was dark! The beauty was far but I had feet I had feet but no pair of shoes. Far beyond I had to walk..  For the sake of beauty.. The successor was lost.                                                                      

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