Dreams, that I’ve started stitching after meeting you.Meeting you, the most unexpected blessing of my life.Blessing, for the unsung prayers.Unsung, the belief I always had.Belief, that someone will get my broken pieces together.Together, is a state I always want to be in.State, of being together.Being together is what I always believed in.Believed, in the unsung…
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All he had, was some queries
On a fatal summer night, every floor of the house, bolting them inside, was under the comfort of their ceiling fans and water coolers. Television was at its highest decibel, competing and trying to suppress the neighbour’s cacophony. Between all these, Aarav was trying to complete his homework. Playful, kind-hearted, cultured, sweet, cute, pure at…
I set you free
I set you free to be yourself.Be yourself, beyond your own expectations.Your expectations, that even you can’t get hold of.Things that you can’t get hold of, even in your dreams.Dreams, which are wild and passionate.Passion, to be yourself.To be yourself, I set you free.
Who am I?
Like others, even I was ready to be woven with the finest silk. Nurtured, cultivated, and handpicked. I waited in anticipation, imagining my colour and texture. I aspired to be the finest of all. On the loom, you charged into the yarns, So swiftly that even the weaver left unaware. Muddling the flow, resulting in…
Do not cry
Do not cry if I am not there;Because you didn’t cry with me when I cried in my cot.All I heard were the laughs, and I saw you all smiling when I lay and cried. You were there but never cried in my sorrows,You never cried with me in my pains, my anger, or my…
The Mystery Women
The image in the mirror is much closer then it appears… Call her Mad. Call her Nagging. Call her Bitchy. Call her Daughter. Call her a Friend. The Sweetheart, the Smoker, the Doper, the Nagging Nanny; everyone has something to talk about her. But, she’s a always a WOMEN to ME. One who is ruffle…
The Opus of Fire
It was the passion, that ignited the fire within, the lust of the fire created a new life. A life, that was said to be his own, his very own identity… It was their fire, that protected him though, nurtured him, made him their ideal man. It was the fire, that kept him alive and…
ANKUR MONDAL 