Oh dearest mother!

Oh dearest mother, My dearest mother! How can you be ordinary to them, and extraordinary to me? Out of all the shades in the palette , they choose to see what they see. But it’s not about them, It’s about you, Will you help me understand, as I don’t have a clue? Tell me.... oh…

People with power

When people with power break you, It’s a huge fall. Fall in the debris of the harrowing memories. Though every time it looks like it’s a wake up call, But the curtain of love blinds it all. From , “Oh! you don’t know a bit. I’ll help you love to , Oh! you good for…

A therapist is a human too…

We fall, we rise,We have lows and highs.We work with passion,Devote our time in every session.We listen endlessly,To our clients cautiously.We research, we study,we heal and make merry.But sometimes we too need somebody,we too have problems, for that we worry.Sometimes, even we don't have a clue,After all, a therapist is a human too. There is…

From the Inside

Don't tell me how to breathe,in my cage I am freed.It's a corner, where I feel the safest,there I crib and whine, for most of my time.Though stars above shine bright, but just on the outside.Inside, they all look the same,just like my empty soul, but them I don't blame.Because who would want to cry,…

How we view mental illness?

The species of Humans are intriguingly unique. Let’s just say, we are closest to God, in terms of power. How powerful is the brain is impossible to fathom but it amuses me how these billions of minds work in a set structure or patterns which is their greatest asset. Certainly, we unanimously believe that brain…

It’s not easy

Those weary eyes, On the gloomy face. Presents before you, The hardest case. It took years to prove, The guilt was not of a woman. You must be thinking, Why she kept mum for a person so inhuman? She trembled with fear, didn’t dare to come up with the horrible truth. She knew she would…

I owe you an apology

Here's an apology to people , who are with me in this pond of suffering. I'm talking about a particular kind, a particular group who are deep thinkers, who feel everything deeply and who do things exceptionally. It is important to reach out to them and make them feel connected as they aren't alone. In…

Where is my home?

A sixteen-year-old Bindu religiously helped her mother with her household chores. Her grandmother sat in a rocking chair in the veranda gazing at Bindu and Savitri, traveling in her memory lane, recollecting moments of her own childhood. Laxmi devi's childhood was not any different from Bindu's. Her chain of thoughts broke, and she called for…