Antigone

  I have turned 25 in a speck of seconds, making it hard to digest what would happen to me next. All have their now reasons to do their deed, but my concern was least in consideration. My nos were least in consideration because they think I have wrong reasons for my statement. I was just 25 is not what strikes them, but I am 25 years old what toggle them. I know this they, them all have haunted by now. Yes, it’s my family who thinks marrying me off will make things easy for them. You’re most needed to know a fact, in the Indian Christian community, have diversified thoughts of a women child getting married. It all depends on the mentality of the community. I was in the high privilege of mind thinking that I was having an open-minded clan, but no, I don’t. All my kinships think is that if I get married, life will be easy for them.  But I don’t want now to be considered unjust to my future family instincts; meanwhile, a ray of lifted hand supports that broadened thought for the ...

  I know my journey of scripting my mind out has taken the longest gap. The trip was a roller coaster ride of me being a Postgraduate now and later confirming my career by taking BEd to strengthen my footsteps. Now I am 25 years old, and now I feel I need to space out my time for you too. Lots are going on in my head now as being 25 in a Malayali family like mine was lots of huddles to pass. But, my journey was smooth till I achieved my goal of studying  BEd at my dream institution, but the virus that stagnant us from being physically at the college but kudos to the virtual meet saved me from being in progress of completing my course on time.  That’s all for now for being off for a new start… I was thinking of making a series of events that personalised than innovating what’s around. A journey of what I feel like a 25-year-old girl /women by creating a parallel journey of my mind with the society I am in to reinvent myself.  Excuse me for my irregularity. I will be d...

I was raised up in a world of turbulence. Yet that didn't strike me down. All I had to do was to cop up with the right shot. My birth place was on an island and all that growing up to a perfect teenage was always my home till I realised, that too had an end. Today I stand here in my motherland, Kerala for about 6 years. Having the  perfect set of people around as in the perfect ones are of your similar colour and traits. Was this the perfect place to finalize?? Now I have discovered my new self in this native mansion that has taught me to break out from the parental cocoon. That step was hard like any man on earth with lots of mistakes and hard times. Back in my school days I was judged for not been a native sport. Later here I am titled as a NRI that too makes me a misfit. Time passed by, as now I stay at "my home" which is soon too be "a home". Why is this  fixed span titled on women, to the house in which  she grew up and all her treasured memories is go...

a tale tapped twice fetch its diet plan no trims or cuts yet try hard in sea a tail of wild kind hatch its piet clan no tyranny puts yet cry guard see...

caffeine has its fixed right over me. The risen dawns and sleepless nights had millions of curling fables to recite. The splash of brownish flavour made mild with its combo pure milk was my taste... Sugar blends of the cup's sight on my active nervous to spin on the days notion. Gifted sets having glide to a moonlights and horizons of her. An eternal love tracks for its impulsive sip, drive me handy on it. The instant kick of its trade on, has made me fall for its hot scent in thy. My adiction is in you and will be you always....