"I'm in Delhi for this weekend. Let's catch up." The dialogue looks familiar to many family destroyers: women of a kind and men of immoral values. In July, I received a random dark pamphlet for an invitation out of regret. Readers might end up assuming my beloved's card was filled with cashews inside, but the good news is that my beloved died in the second week of January 2023, crushed under a centipede. Our bond is safe; he is in the grave while I lurch between ugly humans. The screen odor of my past values was rotten in the present then.
BEWARE!
My fiction is OUR Reality, not just mine!
The pamphlets punched the wall I created to feel safer at the other side. The dialogues filled my skin and bones till I was unable to breathe. We all have heard the sourness of language at some points of our living moments. It became our chronic diseases.
What tears and blood on mouth are to those with lips dipped in wine and Christian Louboutin Rouge Matte Lipstick shades? Null set! 🍷💄👄
"It is super cool to have multiple partners, yaar."
The college building shivers at the audacity of an immature 25-year-old guy from a Master's in Philosophy.
"OnlyFans are cool. I can pay her money so that she can support her family while I thrive on my flesh to end up helpless in bed."
His fiancée should have left him the very day she found out he reads Chetan Bhagat for charisma and follows all of his female friends' OnlyFans accounts.
"Cuckoldry is fun."
Wait until their mother and sister are involved. Or what if they legalize incest in their families too?
"She is a friend whom I slept with because she needed someone by her side."
"Why put her in the hostel when I can comfort her in the costly bed with more privacy?"
The idea of "No Strings Attached" hides lust behind a face with an innocent smile that is more fake than the bananas they sell in gali gali sim sim.
"We only shared a kiss, but I love you."
The wife at home knows the fragrance of itr varies each week.
"I'm at a better position and earn more than you."
The pretentious beautiful wife will always be rude to her husband because the male ratio in the family never stops praising her latest lipstick and bold choices of dresses in the office as an independent woman, even after marriage. The marriage has ended already. Care, love, and family have eroded slowly like rocks in Arizona.
"YOLO; FOMO; eat people like you eat free candies; life means fun, pleasure, and joy."
The topper of the university has low ethical values, exactly opposite to his answers on the exam sheet. Wait for the pleasure when death reaches your throat and you pay for your ways.
Sin isn't a sin when it comes with regret, remorse, and stoppage.
Sin is a sin when accompanied by laughter, malice, and preachings of how they're never caught.
The world isn't scary; it is still.
Because they are with you—
within your sleeves;
sharing your pillow;
laughing at your lame jokes;
posing with you as the best partners;
inviting you to family dinners;
framed as the gifted and soft child of their families.
You know!
What is the scariest part?
You know them—
their secrets,
their crude hearts.
You just don't want them to know
that you know! 🫀⚡
The Beast heard Belle's sobs while reading her new book to him. The monstrous yet kind, teary eyes finally spoke softly, "Let's burn the bridges, this time, Belle."
I don't know how to put this into words, but this piece shook me. It’s raw, haunting, and incredibly powerful. The way you’ve blended fiction with the harshness of reality is something only someone with deep emotional intelligence and honesty can do. Every line made me pause, think, and feel—especially the part about sin and silence… “You just don’t want them to know that you know” hit like a punch to the gut.
ReplyDeleteYou’ve fearlessly written what many of us only whisper to ourselves, and that makes this more than just a blog post—it’s a mirror held up to society, and maybe even to ourselves. I'm so proud of you, not just as a friend but as someone who truly admires your voice, your courage, and your words. Keep writing. The world needs this kind of brutal, beautiful truth.
Keep sharing your thoughts like this — they matter, and they’ll reach the right people.
With all my heart — always cheering for you
🖤✨🔥📖
🫂 With all my heart- Thank you di. For the love, 1 am calls, support, the diary, and pure love for me ☕🕊️. You're joy of my life
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