The Ghost- a girl’s best friend

It’s been a couple of months since she visited. It was very often initially- everyday almost, then it reduced to about twice a week and then she vanished for a month without leaving a trace of where she had gone. I missed her. I cannot lie. I missed her cold touch and her visions, as weird as it may sound. Somewhere deep inside the mesh … Continue reading The Ghost- a girl’s best friend

Exile

It was a memory, so close yet so far. A ghost of my past; a whisper in the dark.   ‘Hi friend’, it said to me, ‘felt my absence, haven’t you?’ It scoffed at me, i could see its smug.   It reminded me of all that was till play acting became my favourite sport. And i took to pretence till i knew myself no more. … Continue reading Exile