Changing hues

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Himalayan Hospital Campus, Jolly Grant, Uttarakhand.

The new in life is scary. Not that it might harm, its just that it might change the course of your routine, the way you’ve been living or might as well change you. We don’t fear new, we fear change. Even if things aren’t good right now, we fear change might make it worse. Human psychology; we always fail to explore the other side of the story or the other face of the coin, looking at the dark doesn’t mean brightness is existential. Because Columbus went to search for the new lands, they didn’t come to him. Fear is inevitable, but not impossible to overcome. Similarly change can be disastrous, but we cannot evade the possibility of it being marvellously advantageous. Positive vibes from people I knew recently.

~Minza.

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Rejection

Rejection is that old friend That can only leave you in the end It's dissolved in that whisky That you drink alone by the sea Rejection is in that first draft Smiling sadly at a drowning raft It dwells in the criticism you hear And resides in the nightmares you fear But it's rather funny …

Rains

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Kota, Rajasthan, India.

Like when something good happens after a series of bad omens, those drops of rain provide a similar solace to my heart. Nothing goes in vain, though you might realise it later.

~Minza.

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Morning

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Kota, Rajasthan, India.

Morning 6:30am. It’s not that cold here so a short morning walk just wakes you up before you give in to the long tiring day ahead. Having hot early morning street food as breakfast is really fulfilling. The roads that you walk through everyday, seem new at this time.

05.28.18

~Minza.

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By the sea

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South Goa, India.

High time I started working. Endurance is the way, I know, but how do I cross the boulder of laziness?

~Minza.

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Free Verse

You expect me to be Your perfect image Of who I should be. And it’s all good, And it’s all cosy, In your head; Because I do admit To playing the part— For a while I did become A perfect portrait for your wall. But now no more I keep up this act. I write …

The Paper Boats

“Across the English Channel!” “Sailing through the Mediterranean!” “A voyage around the world!” “Aye matey, I’m a pirate in search of a great treasure!” The children brought a whole new world to life with just paper and a puddle. They sat in a circle along the perimeter of their great ocean. The pebbles became treasure …