My words live here.
It becomes so difficult sometimes,to let your emotions shape into an abstract phrase,which is captivating enough to get someone’s attention,coordinated enough to be called poetry,and concealing enough to hide all that was felt.
Perhaps the most beautiful things in the world remain unseen, the most sacred feelings remain unfelt, the most meaningful words remain untold,and the darkest of mysteries remain to unfold.
When I was small,I would avoid choosing, as far as I can recall. Whenever I was asked to choose,I would quickly find an excuse.And let the others do it first,so that for the time being, I could simply adjust. As I had the fear, so huge that I might lose what I choose. And IContinue reading “I might lose what I choose- The fear!”
Do you Remember?All those times, when we did not tell our story to the world simply because we thought it was not good enough compared to others. How many stories must have remained unknown to the world due to this? Just think about it! Maybe one day we will tell our story to the world,Continue reading “Did you tell your story to the world?”
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Hi, I am Aakanksha Pundir!
I am a student and a self-proclaimed funny person. I like dedicating songs to the moon. Also, I spend a lot of time clicking pictures on my phone. Maybe, I am a nomophobic too (cringe!).
My mind is home for a lot of thoughts. ‘A Silly Head’ is all about weaving them into words.
