Nidhi Katoch blog

 "This place is so beautiful. It must have looked more aesthetic at night." I thought to myself, convinced that I would never be able to enjoy the grace of night like the others do. Who are the others, I know not. I just know I'm not one of them.  "I'm sitting here, on the wooden floor. On the other side of wall, there were innumerable stairs and doors. Concrete, wood and glass, that's all I can see in the sunlight. I only want to see night and it's might. " I wrote in my diary.  I again mused, "When I was inside the four walls, I wanted to fly high. Now, I'm out and scared of sky. I'm running the race in my head, constantly, at a very high pace. Time has struck me hard with it's mace." "In the breast of sky, I saw a bird was flying. It had slow down it's speed as the winds were opposing. It came to the place where I was sitting. Took the food, how much was important, left the rest behind." "Do I really know,

I know I'm not posting regularly these days. I'm going through severe writing slump. A lot have been happened in past days. It's not that I didn't write at all but I wasn't able to organize those thoughts.  Today I just felt like pouring my heart out. Season of Love is here. I know you don't need any special day or week to express your love. But I see nothing wrong in celebrating it. I mean everyone loves gifts and surprises, feeling of love and being loved.  We always think that our life is our life. Whatever we're going to do will only affect us, which is actually true to some extent (or may be large for few). But sometimes one tear of ours can break the other apart. I'm not saying that one should do things just to make others happy. It's our life and we own it. With this we should not forget that when we demean ourselves, we demean the people who love us, we break the trust that they have on us. Just because it didn't happen according to you o

We were sitting in nearby park. The place where I usually spent my evenings while I was in that city. City where I experienced freedom for the first time. Freedom always brings responsibilities. Being a person who has been carrying the burden of responsibilities since childhood I wasn't afraid. It was difficult to live in a place, which you hardly know, without a friend, without a family whom I hadn't met since the day they left. But I was strong, I was content and might be happy! I was going through a turmoil when you clicked this picture. I didn't want you to leave. I didn't want to cry though my eyes were moist. You knew I always smile at the camera even when I'm sad.  "Hey! Look at the camera. " You said.  But I didn't. I didn't want you to capture my sadness. So I turned back without saying anything.  Kid from a well settled family was playing with the child of his househelp. They were giggling, rolling themselves on grass, holding each other