An ardent learner, creator & a poet
I remained adamant to not acknowledge the fact that I was depressed, none of my so called ‘friends’ could catch a hint either. They ignored me & so did I. Alright so coming down to the purpose behind this post, I want to share music that became my only friend at a time when IContinue reading “Music Helps”
She was very young when her mother left her. Her father was a very busy man, after all the job of being a Nawaab essentially involved many things from taking care of myriad of wives that come with their own set of children. Administration work kept him away as well. So, as the tradition goesContinue reading “The Golden Swing”
It’s an honour to finally get nominated for this award, many thanks to Fariha of thoughtfulhues for nominating me! Make sure to check out her amazing, thoughtful blog. I’m sure it’ll be worth your time. The Liebster Award is an award given by bloggers to other bloggers who they think need encouragement and recognition. ItContinue reading “The Liebster Award!”
I fiddled with them for quite some time. But something was wrong with the key hole. The keys just don’t seem to get along with it tonight. I dragged my feet to the bathroom, exhausted after the days work. The leftover pizza from last night was my only dinner. Leftover, the word stayed with meContinue reading “Shapely Shadows”
It’s a dream that many see yet few actually get the chance to achieve it. A common notion exists that only exceptional beings deserve something like this. Were the 4,500 people without whom this achievement of mine would be impossible really that exceptional? 14 November 2017, a day marked in the history of International IndianContinue reading “The story behind a world record.”
There’s no way any NRI could have had a normal first trip experience to India specially as a child. The sight of a Rickshaw would make me jump with excitement. I’m pretty sure people around me must have been convinced that I’m crazy. An auto-Rickshaw ride was far more bumpy than I expected it toContinue reading “The 4 year old me says hello to Bharat!”
Its anonymity hovers upon me in the dark night. Something inside me compells me to take a step further. As I lift my foot with only one thought on my mind, fallen bricks arrest my attention. They’ve a story to tell. No one has ever dared to set foot in their domain fearing their hideousContinue reading “The castle”
Art, words & poems All are mine Except for you. -Nameera.
Today was simply one heck of a morning! I was sound asleep in my room when distinct voices woke me up. At first they were unclear but soon I could make out what my mother was saying on the phone, “Oh, how much did you get? What about Nameera?”, the last line was a signalContinue reading “18 & melancholic!”
It came like a soft breeze through the window, pushing past the purple curtain. Caressing my back it traced my flesh in a way that drowned me in melancholy. It came as a melody so deep. Imbibing in me an incongruous longing for the past. It came like palpitations as blood dripped from my wristsContinue reading “It Came”
Nameera Ever After 