There was a time when the glooms of loss draped my days like a heavy curtain of bygones pulling me back to the memories of a love that no longer served. I know, each morning was a hesitant awakening, and April’s cold was more like a reminder of
Phyl Kay said ‘if you repeat something over and over again it loses its meaning,You watch the sunset too often it just becomes 6 pm, you make the same mistake over and over again, you stop calling it a mistake.’Then,I tried reading your mes
. No, I am not into backpacking. At least, I am not into exploring the world with a half-lover-half-friend-half-something-half-nothing. I mean, who are you? I am not into travelling to the interior of confusion. I just terminate the journey
Season 3 of Varinka Poetry is here! Get ready for an unusual blend of prose snippets and storytelling, a departure from Varinka's usual poetry. Love, V. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nisha-v-chettri/me
Maybe I told you I love you by leaving the notebook by your office space And maybe you told me that you love me by whispering sweet nothings in my ear. Maybe, I told you I love you in the silence we both have created And maybe you told me th
Hemingway said, ‘stare at something long enough till you can write exactly what you feel.’And then there were moments when I stared at you, long enough, till you were uncomfortable. But I was only looking at you so that I learn the arcs and li
As you await your entrance into this vast world, there is something I want you to know. Life, my sweet child, is a beautiful yet difficult journey filled with twists and turns, highs and lows.I want you to know that, LOVE, though it is the mo
I could say so much but I choose to say, just celebrate ‘being alive.’--- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nisha-v-chettri/message
I have spent sleepless nights trying to learn from my demons that losing sleep this way is not worth it, but the demons arrived every night with assorted ideas.Some nights they told me that love is worthy of all the fears- but they would event
Reading and rereading a letter has to do so much with euphoria. Isn't it?--- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nisha-v-chettri/message
some people come to our lifeand leave- they leave,Like storms,so capable, that it breaks us down.--- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nisha-v-chettri/message
I have started finding loneliness so conveniently,In the blank pages of my notebook that I stare for long hours,and in the endless promotional emails that I receive,Sometimes I casually find loneliness in a town full of people,Sometimes I f
I have lost count, of days. why isn't it important? I have forgotten all those prayers. -insinuated to save lives. I lost the significance of loving -truly and unconditionally I am just that person trudging - Yearning to keep up I stopped liv
Where can I find the freshness of the breeze,that gently tickles my faceI have longed for years,to sit on the edge and stare at the mountainsI still want to feel more.More ecstasyMore LoveI can’t stop breathing deeper,rejuvenati