The Mother of Weasleys

And for the thousandth time, Molly woke up to the same dream, drenched in sweat, tears and a bitter sweet feeling of peace. She helped herself for water and reminded herself of the dream she clearly remembers,  All of them sitting at the dinner table, the Weasleys and Potters along Read more…

The Truth about First Love

I hate the world’s obsession with first love. I hate the over glorification of it. The truth about the First Love is rather more ambiguous. First love is easy, you start everything afresh, and everything happens for the first time. You are carefree and completely living each and every moment Read more…

Where Rainbows End

The last moments, the separation and the rainbow of hope I still remember the very last moments of us,  as you were walking out of my life,  stabbing me with the truth cum knife,  you said you don’t love me anymore,  the tides of your ruthlessness destroying my shore,  a Read more…

Letters to my Ex

And as I sit here in solace, reading another heart breaker of Nikita Singh (the author) and all of her letters written to her ex, I wonder if I will ever be able to write one to you. I still have so much to say, over the years, just like my Read more…