The Tantrums of Silence

Silence isn't empty, it's full of answers. | Ayushi kaushal.


Bitter World ๐ŸŒ

Bare Napkin

Dear Diary, I am 13 today. People here say that once we step into our teen years, the chances of being adopted are rare. We, the children of foster care only crave for a โ€˜homeโ€™; that we can call โ€˜oursโ€™,... Continue Reading →


Devil’s Eye.

โ€œDoes it make sense to you?โ€ โ€œYes, very much.โ€ โ€œBut Iโ€™m not convinced yet.โ€ โ€œWhy not? Am I any different from you? I had born with you, lived with you since years, and have continuously evolved with you. You are... Continue Reading →

A Letter to my Lover’s Sweetheart.

I did it wrong. All wrong. And I know it. You might be thinking how could I be so selfish and heartless? You are right to have that thought. I loved him, might be a lot more than you do,... Continue Reading →

Says hope…

I fall and I fail. Thatโ€™s how my destiny is or thatโ€™s what you call your fate. I donโ€™t know how to play my role efficiently. I donโ€™t know how to dissatisfy your evilness. With each passing dawn, you want... Continue Reading →


Freedom is rare in a Society where Love has to be hidden behind the walls, but Violence is practiced in broad daylight.

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