Inner workings of an (in)sane mind

continued.... It was the 21st day. Her parents left for Kolkata that morning. They insisted she too came along...but she chose not to. That evening Radhika for the first time..was all alone. Everything in her house reminded her of Gautam. She switched on the TV and star movies showed Die hard 4...it was Gautam's favorite film. She immediately switched off the TV. She cried inconsolably. "Sit, and relax...now I m dead...nobody to crib about the dirty house.Did you see the fans. Those sparkling white fans are dirty brown in color. Why are the lights on in the kitchen? When will you learn to take money and electricity bills seriously?"  Radhika stopped crying her eyes widening as she recognized the voice. It was gautam's . She turned to see Gautam sitting on the sofa. For few minutes she just kept staring at that sofa. Gautam was with his signature sly smile.  "I am so going crazy.....I am seeing Gautam sitting on the sofa" Radhika said to he...

My Fair Ghost ;) I’ll kill you one day, How could anybody be so irritating? I have tolerated you for last 4  years. I can’t take anymore.” Radhika screamed. “Yeah I'll keep haunting you after I die. You leaving me...haaa..You’ve been telling me that for last 4 years. You havn’t left and I have lost all hope of u leaving me now. I am too sick and tired of seeing the wardrobes in a mess, kitchen dirty and u r going to bring Mt. Everest to shame with laundry clothes.” Gautam yelled back “In that case why don’t you get a new wife for yourelf. I am done with you anyways” She retaliated “Once bitten; twice shy, darling. Moreover I am getting used to dirty home” Gautam gave a sly smile…held herin his arms, steadied his fidgeting wife.. and he kissed her. For few seconds she resisted but then even she gave up. Kiss ended abruptly with d loud bell. Radhika was all flushed and she ran to open d door. She thought inspite of fighting day in and day out there was this magica...

Here I stand in front of the mirror In it I see my life go by I see myself when I was baby Being alone would make me cry Now I am old With a child of my own The only thing I want  Is to be left alone No matter for how long No matter where The bosses and tantrums No more I can bear. A trip to Melbourne is the only thing that going in my mind since last one month. I want to break free from my mundane routine, which includes brainstorming with my bai, cook, iron wala, paperwala, doodh wala etc. My husband's...”renu u didn't pack my bag", "where r my socks???" " where r my files?" at same time temper tantrums of my child "I hate upma"" I hate plain milk, can't i have a milkshake instead" Most of the time I want to scream, at times I even do that and d rest of the times I keep sulking...I can't afford to lose my bai and cook. U hardly get a good one these days. If I win this Melbourne trip, ...

Everyday in the mirror, I meet a new person Everyday I get scared Everyday I get a realization That from darkness, even my life is not spared

One day you'd know in spite of being ugly, I was beautiful One day you'd know in spite of being down, I was pure by the time you'd see my pristine heart I'd be gone for sure