Inner workings of an (in)sane mind

I sit in an isolated corner, hiding myself away; I have become such a loner, I am keeping my friends at bay. I am tired of acting, acting... as if I am okay; I want to scream and shout, or maybe even run away. I hate to get up from my bed, I feel sad, numb and down all day; I feel invisible most of the time, It's like I am slowly...fading away. At times I blame my life; At times I blame people around me But I know it is not be the reason Problem is deep within me I don't want to be like this, I need my old self back, Depression is sucking away all the fun; I need to get my life back on track.

Soul of a Star  Read Chapter 18  : Cinderella Chapter 19 Shekhar ran through the never ending by-lanes of Bandra, screaming Tara and Roohi’s name. He could hear them calling back but they were nowhere to be seen.He frantically searched for them. He kept walking – swiftly and breathlessly. Unconsciously his hand moved to wipe the sweat off his face. But as he looked at his hands it was covered in blood. With that he woke up... his shirt was soaking wet and he actually felt breathless as if he was running from the last couple of hours. He missed Tara and Roohi. He had never stayed away from them for so long.He wondered if they were alright and even ' alive' . As he was engrossed in his thoughts, a policeman called his name. He was soon escorted to a near-by room. The room was dark and dingy. The smell of dampness was too strong for anybody. It was nothing like they showed in the movies. After a few minutes a constable offered him a gl...

Read Chapter 12 - Legally speaking Soul of a Star Chapter 13- Tick Tock Two days before things start going terribly wrong... Jennifer stood outside Costa Coffee in Lokhandwala waiting for Tara. She looked around and couldn’t help wondering how come all good looking people live in Mumbai? Kochi was a very dull place for a single girl. And as she continued to wait, a man fidgeting with his laptop caught her attention- beautiful hands, beautiful face, crisp white shirt; he looked at her and they exchanged smiles. All of a sudden Jenny felt a tap on her shoulder. “If you are done flirting, can we please go inside the coffee shop...Jeez.” Tara said. “I wasn’t flirting.” She smirked. “I was just trying to check if the ol’ charm hasn’t started to rust. I am relieved I am still as good as new...in my case young.” Jenny had the naughtiest smile...which made her look like a teenager. “There is a part of me, who always wanted to be like you..the cr...

The soul of a star Chapter 1 - Hole in a Do-nut Tara stared at the beach with moist,misty eyes.  She watched the angry waves lashing onto the shores of Juhu. Her brain continued to ask “Now what?”every few moments as she twisted the already crumbled piece of paper in her hand. *** She couldn’t believe how her life- which a million girls would kill for- had turned into a living nightmare. She was a dancer, top-rated model and even acted in a couple of movies. She was the most sorted and highest –paid model on the Mumbai and Delhi ramp circuit...a showstopper for every designer, the “ Musthave” one. People used to say , “ If Tara is not there for your collection, there is surely no taara (star) in your work”. Who would have guessed she would fall in love with a dark, brooding writer? The man who seemed distant, aloof, someone with an aura of mystery around himself. The one who seemed to scream the “catch me if you can". Tara was used to being treated like a ...