CHAKRADHARI

 "Shedding the Weight of Blame" In a quiet corner of a bustling city, there lived a man named Ethan. From the outside, Ethan seemed to have it all: a loving family, a comfortable home, and a stable job. Yet, his heart was weighed down by an unexplainable burden of pain and low self-esteem. He had always felt like an outsider, disconnected from the happiness that surrounded him. Ethan had grown up in a close-knit family that provided him with all the love and support he needed. However, he couldn't escape the shadow of his own insecurities. He compared himself relentlessly to his successful siblings and questioned why he never seemed to measure up. As years went by, Ethan's self-doubt grew stronger. He struggled to find joy in his accomplishments and brushed off compliments with a self-deprecating smile. He became isolated, shutting himself off from social gatherings and shying away from new opportunities, convinced that he was bound to fail. One fateful day, a medical

What's there to laugh... Eh.... Hey... Stoppp....  He told the little girl sitting on pavement along with him...  "Everyone makes mistakes... Eh... I dint know that... Stones carved to bricks, shoven together to walk upon are so good for sitting"... He spoke while sniffing his hands for any roadside fragrance... " Naaah am good"...  "You should watch carefully and walk".. Said the girl...  Guy.-" Don't you know big mountains do fail... " Little Girl: you mean fall??  Guy- yes  yes.. What else did I say... Little girl- nah you did nothing wrong.. . Except falling over your own litter.. She looked at him rolling her eyes up...  Guy- um well yes my name is gabi...  Little girl-.. Are you drunk?...  Guy- me?... Yes am good!!  Little girl- there is a thing called answering a question!!  Gabi- yeah....  Little girl- so you are sane.... But avoiding the quite the obvious answers to questions uncomfortable to you!!  Gabi- wait what!! Am I in meet

Hey...its me barge...yeah look here..on the wall….not at the ceiling...no a little down...next to this mirror… yes its me… yeah that my new place..i don’t know why i am displaced from my last place...it was good...no am not complaining though…. Oh sorry!!! I forgot to introduce myself… oh yes you are thinking i told my name...but is it enough to get introduced...like that down here...yes look down when i say so...dont be so foolish...yes see. That’s dog...but which dog..a happy dog or sad dog...or just a dog dog…. You will know about it only if i tell you right...well am not so happy barge..yeah what else you want a soft toy to tell you...han...or even tell you anything at all han…. Umm.. yeah that’s enough i think to tell you about me…. Oh you thinking about how i look? Well hey, i look like a soft toy….. Am not being mean to you,but give the little toy some space okay. And that in front of me sitting on the couch is ronnie…. Yes he used to play with me and then his children played wi

I know I am a loser ..he cried within shaking the ocean of thoughts he was drowning since the day he realized how alone and mischievous he was to himself because of the thoughts which kept choking him alive but dint ever let him die.  I don't know what to do  ...he screamed so loud that his voice shriveled in the darkness of his mind which kept him captivated all these years longing to survive the hellfire of his own mind. I know am a fool ....he tried to justify his all mistakes but deep down he knows he is not made for the things he wants, deeds he longs to do but never accomplished because he knows he is not complete in his own image. you are a guy you cant cry.. ....when did the emotions, felling got stereotyped why why why why ... he asked himself again and again why he can't be normal...why he can't be happy with himself why he can't be complete? let me end this pain..... let me.... for once..... he cried or he tried to cry but his tears are not in sync with his m

 I DONT WANT TO LEAVE... i want to stay where i am standing in front of  you, hope i can  hold you close to me...  i want to make sure she is not afaid of me ... i want to know that she loves me .. i can see in her eyes that she is afraid of me,...but does she love me?..I know she do.. but is there any way i can come to know about that.. i am cherishing all the moments i have spent with her.. i dont want to go..but i have to...why she is not stopping me? does she hate me? but why she will? is it because i am a failure and i have failed her.. i dint want to, no one want to fail the one they love.. then where i went wrong? why i made such a big mistake?.. now that she wont even stop me from going?  Have her hands gone cold? is she okay? i can look at her pale face.. avoiding eye contact with me..i can see tears in her eyes?  they are for me right??  i cant leave her like this..who will take care of her... look she is not even wiping her tears herself..look at her...epitome of beauty.. he

what is life? A continuous desire to survive in the world doomed to end any minute due to the dirth of  'ITY' in HUMAN world was never such a shameful drama of life where the cost of your life was less than a rugged cloth not even used to sweep the house. humans are dying the death of a rat caught in the room full of cheese. divided by faith and united by what? HATRED, we are united by hatred toward a common to steam off the failures of our life by violence to keep our ego checked and high. WHAT IS IMPORTANT FOR SURVIVAL? Let me tell you a story: a family of two owned a big house made to accommodate many families of four, they were happy very happy, enjoying every second of their life like it was the end, like the next minute life was about to end and they will be left with no air to gasp, no water to gulp down the throat, no touch to endure and no vision of the future, but they were wrong, they were living in the glimpse of doom to make the presen

I never thought she will do this. i never thought this end will come to her life. how can she do this to vanya, yes she named her inanimate friend........(and she closes me, her only friend why is she going to do this with herself) AFTER SOME TIME SHE REGAINS HER STRENGTH FOR THIS FINAL DECISION SHE IS GOING TO TAKE. SHE OPENS ME BACK AND STARTS WRITING ABOUT HER LAST DAY. "Today i am writing this for the last time for the day of ending, am not able to explain what i want to do and why i want to do, i suffered alot this year he left me he broke the 5 year of relationship of marriage and what was my fault in this i dont know why He did this to me but more painful for me is this day when i am going to end my relatonship with this diary too..... when am going to end this months of relationship with this diary and this life but i have too..... i cant anylonger keep writing my pain in this diary i cant keep wetting its pages, i cant cry anymore." "I