Eight takeaways from 2017

By Vageesha Mishra Hey there my WP family, it has been long I know which is why this post is essential. Alright so 2017, the most difficult year of my life as my father passed away and over months in the grieving process with all my guards down I skilfully managed to get my heart … More Eight takeaways from 2017

What do you see?

By Vageesha Mishra Wake up! Look outside your window, What do you see? A cloak of greens? An artist’s finest work up in the sky? A city bustling with life? A world hustling to be somewhere? A landscape covered in filth? No place to be? Liars, backstabbers, cheaters? Wearing invisible masks? Homeless begging for survival? … More What do you see?

“The one”

By Vageesha Mishra “How do I know he’s the one? It’s all so confusing. As my closest friend you should help me Adam!” Eliza asked utterly distressed. “Does he acknowledge your value?” Adam shot back. “Value? How do you mean?” “Does he know that you could have anyone you wanted but you still chose him? … More “The one”

Let it be

By Vageesha Mishra “What do you seek my child?” asked the ocean. “Answers,” she replied. “Then why have you come here?” “They say you hold so many secrets and sit on a bed of wisdom.” “Oh, but how can I child? I’m just an ocean.” “No you’re not. You are so much more.” “How can … More Let it be

Who’s there?

By Vageesha Mishra She had been the determined kind who chased after perfection with euphoria coursing through her at the sight of challenges. Nothing could beat her spirit of independence until the day loneliness decided to pay her a visit. By twinklingwords Picture – Wallpaperscraft

Mine

By Vageesha Mishra “Every since you’ve walked into my life, you’ve been trying to knock down the wall I created around myself. Well you’ve won. I on the other hand have no idea who I am anymore,” she cried. “You’re mine,” he replied softly.

Moving on

Lauren sighed flipping the page of her book. It was almost 6 and the bus that has been taking her home from work for the past 2 years was nowhere to be seen. She overheard it was running late, something that seldom happened.        It was futile to force her mind into reading when it … More Moving on

High spirit

It was a very hot day. A lot of work needed her attention and a pounding too had started to build in her head. “I’m so tired,” Tracie sulked just when some drops of rain fell onto the roof followed by many more and suddenly everything was right! By twinklingwords Picture – Pixabay