Category Archives: Impeccable Truth

Midnight thought 


Sometimes you look at people and tend to wonder why you’ve never seen this side of them before. And when they get to speak, your jaw just drops in awe. They’re just so remarkable! 

But their charm lies in rarity or in others, diversity. They’re amazing because they never show this side of them in every ordinary event.

– They don’t have the same outfit for every occasion –

Easter keynote 


​–The Easter Keynote–

“Do you think I came to bring peace? I came to bring division… Father against son, mother against daughter…”

So I’ve been thinking as any curious fellow would, that finds following through the basic norms of society to be the worst possible ordeal one would ever stand. At least there has to be something out there that hasn’t been done, something beyond the average man, beyond the average life. 

Laws aren’t bad, and living by ordinary standards isn’t bad either. They are all a fair measure of balance and equity that promote co-existence of both the strong and weak. But it’s not enough to live within the confines of the  feasible region and pretend it’s “the only world that exists”. And so I had my What-Ifs about Christianity.

What if devotion to God isn’t exactly what he desires?

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Silent Hate 


We all are capable of LOVE . It’s in our marrow. And we’re capable of HATE too. 

It all depends on which one we decide to feed. Even those we know to be broken and cold have one flint that warms their hearts. And sometimes we are the murderers that make them monsters -killing their only hope of belonging, with our unconcern to show them the light that glows inside them. 

Some people are less fortunate to steer their own ship. But it’s the people they lean on that decide whether they’ll make it to the shore. 

I’m in love with what I cannot touch 


The truth in its bare bones, I write on the remnants of what society once was. Or at least what we always hope it to be. 

I’M IN LOVE WITH WHAT I CANNOT TOUCH!
I’m in love with what I cannot touch, 

It’s at the back of my mind 

Sometimes almost within my reach

I cannot make its outlines in the blurriness of my mind


Its touch is of snowflakes melting at the very touch of my hand

Like wilted petals it crumbles,

Like ashes it falters within my palms

Unable to stomach the injustices of life.


Its form is of foam 

Vanishing in the very heat of reality

I’m in love with what I cannot touch

Its faint lips chime my ears with melodies of our inseparable love


Peace, trust and honesty are the maiden names of my bride

The utmost foundation of my pride

The purest seed ever known

But such a personality society would not condone 


With her demise they chose a replacement,

“A sister of reality”,  they say,

-“A fitting match of my deceased”, they utter 

Yet in her way –

A contrast of all things that matter


Peace love and honesty she tears to bits,

Crashing every inch of my wits

In agony.

In their place, she breeds pretense, deceit and lies beyond measure

What is life if man cannot wish?

What are wishes if they never hold any truth?

Cast me in sleep never to wake again.

Hillside Beach 


I’ve never travelled, so I chose to travel in my words. My childhood dream has been to see the ocean side. With remorse and fear I land back in time at a British prison, in an isolated prison tower, atop a hill at the Devil’s annex with two rough seas (The Tingering) battering the walls of the hillside. Continue reading

with bathe water …


Prince Arslan only 16 leading his Calvary of not just soldiers but sworn friends ready slay their lives for a perfect future.

Lessons can be packed I’m the most unsuspecting places easily tossed off with the bathe water .  Whether you get to decode meaning or not depends on one’s patience and willingness to lower lower one’s  pride and draw inference. One of the best lesson packed media content is a Japanese animation. Arslan Senki Continue reading