Cacophonous Vinyl Records- VIII

My heart beats sounded like drumbeats in an army parade. Minutes later, I found out that he reverted to my text message and the words that he wrote popped up on my mobile screen and I started reading it. A denial with a tiny code of apology, that’s all what it was about. I stared

Cacophonous Vinyl Records- VII

…We had almost three weeks for preparation. Now, there was a little less than two weeks left when suddenly, while I was turning the pages of a book, I noticed a text from an unknown number. The text displayed few queries on Old English structure. I answered them all. It was a text from Friedrich.

Cacophonous Vinyl Records- VI

…I could have tonight and tomorrow, both to myself and be an absolute recluse, I reckoned. The next morning, when I returned from my state of acid trip I sat in my bed for quite a few minutes, holding the blanket closer to my bosom. That morning, I admired the sun rays that seeped through

Cacophonous Vinyl Records- V

…University isn’t going to be the same, anymore. A part of me felt, and I guess I wasn’t wrong. That particular morning told a similar story to that. Well, maybe or maybe not. Discarding the befuddlement that followed, I took my seat and started engaging myself with a novel that I started reading recently with

Cacophonous Vinyl Records- IV

…I had to know if it was him or if it wasn’t. So, I took forward steps towards him. Seemingly, he had a 6feet frame with sharp features and a pair of glasses that hanged onto his face. Also, he had stubble that accentuated him further. I noticed every bit of him. Alas! I discerned

Cacophonous Vinyl Records- III

…I started singing along with the emanating voice of Layne Staley, “My pain is self chosen. At least so the prophet says..”and gave in to the cigarette and coffee. Days went by amidst school and assignments. I secured quite good marks in my examinations and was satisfied. I passed out from my school in few

Cacophonous Vinyl Records- II

…Suddenly, I heard someone knock the door. It was my mother. It was then when I returned from my state of trance(well, my kind of trance) that I “actually” realised that I had blood oozing out of my wrist. I caught hold of my right wrist immediately with my left hand and rushed towards the

Cacophonous Vinyl Records- I

I was twelve then, when I saw him for the first time. He was like a storybook nerd who wore rimmed spectacles and loved being alone. I used to see him sitting in the library near my house or in the park at the end of the street, almost daily. To my surprise, he looked

Wounds: souvenirs

Out of all the mistakes that I have committed All the sins I believe exist, this turmoil; this obliteration, with dried up tears, broken heart; souvenirs, that stand still as alphabets inked on paper depicting the scars left behind, I still choose to bleed and leave the wounds open, Just so they know how vehement

Stars and nights

Dear, Keep your eyes wide open and let’s just not sleep tonight. Let’s just sit at the rooftop and gaze at the stars. Let’s just be silent and hear to the rhythm of the crickets’ whistles. Let’s just enjoy this night… ’cause you see It’s almost going to be Sunrise and the night is about