Kafka, Chekhov and guns.

Kafka, Chekhov and guns He kept the book on a dusty table, and looked up. The sun was on top of his head now, almost blinding his sight but he looked up anyway. He had stayed up all night to finish reading a Murakami book 'Kafka On The Shore'. In the book, Murakami brought up … Continue reading Kafka, Chekhov and guns.

A villain who fell in love.

Is this a love story? I don't know. I was fourteen when I fell in love. The girl was beautiful. Not 'eyelashes on point, pink lips and tiny waist' beautiful, she was 'fuck you if you think of me as a villain waiting for your opinion' beautiful. She barely liked me. Yes, we spoke till … Continue reading A villain who fell in love.

Inside my head.

What do I think about? Is it love or my family? Or is it a wonder trip and all-nighters? I think of rainbow unicorns, with soft wavy hair like my mother used to have, and a horn that sharpens as a spiral, much like my thoughts. It has eyes like me father's, and crooked teeth … Continue reading Inside my head.

The war has ended.

"Everybody knows that the war is over. Everybody knows that the good guys lost." - Sigrid Day one. She felt the walls around her collapse, her eyes refused to dry, her lips could not stop quivering, and she was unable to move. So, she sat on the floor, her back against the bathroom door and … Continue reading The war has ended.

The one with women.

The number in the first two statistics are true and have been taken from here and here. This is here to spread awareness, and not to degrade or leave out men. Smile everyone! Also, leave a comment telling about what problems any one of you have faced. One in every six women has been sexually … Continue reading The one with women.