“ Adhoori Baatein ”

Kuchh baatein kahi nahi jaati, bas mehsoos hoti hain. Kuchh khamoshiyan lafzon se zyada keh jaati hain, aur kuchh adhoore kisse apne adhoorepan mein hi poore lagte hain. “Adhoori Baatein” unhi ankahi baaton, khamoshiyon, rishton, tanhaiyon aur un chhoti-chhoti sachchaiyon ka ek sangrah hai, jinhen shayad hum keh nahi paate—bas apne andar kahin sambhaal kar rakh lete hain. Shayad in pannon mein aapko bhi koi aisi baat mil jaaye, jo aap kabhi keh nahi paaye.

Uljhan

A page from my daily journal ☺️

The First Blank Page

A reminder that before we became words, we were silence.

“Khatam Kahaani”

Katha chali aayi badi puraani, Ek tha Raaja, ek thi Raani.

“ Being Human ”.

Not Literary Fiction. Not Self-help. Not Psychology. Not Philosophy. Something between all of them. I'd call it Reflective Literary Nonfiction

Before we call it love

"If attraction is the beginning, what makes it become love?" Before we call it love, perhaps we should ask what we're calling love. Is it the excitement that keeps us awake at night? The comfort of being understood? The ache of missing someone? The choice to stay? Or have we become so quick to name our feelings that we've forgotten to understand them first?

An identity in ink.

✍🏻 Author’s Note This story is a fictional reflection inspired by the lived experiences of many in the transgender community. It explores themes of identity, rejection, and the struggle to be seen and accepted in a world that often misunderstands difference. At its core, it is also about resilience, self-discovery, and finding belonging beyond society’s expectations. I hope it encourages readers to look with more understanding and empathy toward every identity. — Tanya

Before the first letter ✉️

If someone's reading this, before writing the first letter, I'd like to ask you something.

The things I never asked for

Asking myself, why?

Aawaz - a silent plea.

Masculinity! The word I have listened to all my life. Par ye hai kya ?