The Mirror Remembers – Part III: The Last Quiet
He had been awake for thirty-six hours. The last traces of the evening sun had long vanished. Shadows hung heavy in his room, even though the bulb above still flickered weakly, casting uncertain light on everything it touched — much like his own consciousness. The migraine had taken hold again. Not like it used to. […]
The Mirror Remembers – Part II: The Night of Infinite Laughter
The notebook still lay open, and the ink was barely dry when he leaned back in his chair. Outside, the dusk deepened into a gentle shade of blue, soft as silence. He hadn’t moved much since the morning. But now, something within him stirred — not grief, not longing — just a gentle tug, like […]
The Mirror Remembers: A Man’s Silent Battle with Time
The morning light spilled lazily through the slats of the bathroom window, its pale fingers brushing across the sink, the tiles, and finally—him. He stood there, unmoving, a ghost caught in daylight, eyes fixed on the man staring back from the mirror. Button by button, he closed his shirt. The cotton resisted slightly—unlike before—brushing against […]
The Weightless Nest
I found a home between the seconds,where silence stitched the air with threadless gold,no clock, no couch, no clamor of the labeled—only wind, folding itself into itself,like thought before it knows it’s thinking. There, the mirrors melted. I traded shelves for shadows,souvenirs for the scent of mangoes left to sun,and the screen’s cold humfor the […]
How to Think for Yourself in a Noisy World
We often hear that education is about empowering minds. We celebrate knowledge, science, progress. We pour facts into young skulls and call it learning. But rarely—almost never—do we stop to ask: Are we truly teaching children how to think for themselves? Or are we just training them to obey more sophisticated forms of authority? I […]
The Quiet Geometry of Being
No one is watching.The stars, cold witnesses to nothing,burn without concern for what I dowith this fragile breath I call mine. I was not summoned.I arrived by chance,a ripple in carbon,a brief arrangement of dust learning how to ache. There is no ledger,no cosmic tally of wrongs,only the mirror—and it does not judge,only reflects. I […]
Love, Beyond Infinity
There are loves that make sense on paper—measured, mutual, manageable.Then, there are loves that defy gravity.That scorch through the neat lines of logic, burn down the bridges of common sense, and leave you standing in the ashes, wide-eyed, aching… alive. This is that love.Illogical. Impractical. Perhaps even laughable.And yet, it is the most real thing […]
Seven Hues of Her Silence
I. PearlShe walks before the morning wakes,A breath between the night and day,Her footsteps soft as falling flakes,That brush the dark and drift away.She speaks in hush, not voice nor cry—The stars align when she is still,A lullaby too pure to die. II. OchreShe warms the walls with wordless grace,And stirs the silence into song,The […]
The Cat and the Keeper of Hours
In a forest forgotten by maps and memories, hidden beneath the eaves of ancient trees whose names were spoken only by the wind, there stood a crooked little shop, known to the few who still believed, as Horologium’s Hollow. Moss grew on its stone walls like the fingerprints of time itself, and its windows bore […]
Rhythm of the Sacred Divine
She smiled and said, “They won’t make sense,” Then let her fingers dance. I watched her pen dissolve suspense, Each line a sacred trance. A lip, a curve, a teasing sigh, Unspoken, yet it knew— The breath between a how and why, Drawn just for me, in blue. She changed the shape—“Too much?” she asked— […]