Author Archives: Keya S. Waghmare

Premonition

A short story… The last of the suitcases were stuffed in the backseat and the car door was closed. Naisha went over to the front, moved over some of her belongings to make some place and sat down. Her father was already in the driver’s seat, he looked at her eagerly and asked, “So, youContinue reading “Premonition”

A Dying doom and the ultimate imagination.

Thomas More wrote a book called ‘Utopia’ during the rennaissance period. It was about an imaginary island somewhere in America, where there were no social disparities, no blind faith, only peace and friendship. No such island exists till date, does it? These social barriers still prevail. Privileged people on one side, and the underprivileged onContinue reading “A Dying doom and the ultimate imagination.”

The Categorical Imperative and 2020

Immanuel Kant was a famous philosopher, well proclaimed for his theory- The Categorical Imperative. This theory is a deontological form of ethics. What is deontology, exactly? Well, deontology is a theory created by multiple thinkers stating that, we shouldn’t act without thinking about the consequences, (here’s the catch…) but instead we should act according toContinue reading “The Categorical Imperative and 2020”

Away for long

Soo, I have been away for too long. For the past few weeks I was only writing for myself and not for any other platforms. But, I was also doing other stuff. I was preparing to take a creative writing class for kids my age (10-14 year olds mostly) this will be my second workshopContinue reading “Away for long”

The Things We Hide…

Secrets as dark as the night,Regretful pasts locked in their cages and trying to take flight.Hopelessness trapped away from everybody,Just like the dark side of the moon,Our dark side nobody can see.Cowardice cloaked by a thin veil,While some others have blood red courage hidden beneath.A tender heart,Covered in steel.Memories that age,Like the dried autumn leaves.HappinessContinue reading “The Things We Hide…”

‘Hell is other people.’ -Jean Paul Sartre

Can it be true, do I really agree with this dude? Let’s see. What (rather, who) cause all of my problems? People. Who haunt me in my nightmares? People. Truly hell is other people. But wouldn’t having only one lookout be pessimistic? Yes, so if other people consist of hell. Then some others also consistContinue reading “‘Hell is other people.’ -Jean Paul Sartre”

Cliff…

Look at the purple sky,The streaks of orange,Clouds passing by.Standing at the precipice,Staring at the rock bottom,I don’t dare look at the beauty,Too scared to shatter my thoughts,I don’t look above me.That’s what we miss,When we think about falling.We miss vibrancy,When you’re too busy to wonder,About how you’re alive,Too lost for the vast sky.Too selfContinue reading “Cliff…”

Books and infinite loyalty…

Ahhh books, to be among them can be compared to simple bliss such as walking through wet grass, and breathing the pleasant scent of moist earth.Both of them, give me the same pleasure and joy. Books can certainly be called friends, the best kind actually. In my book- Keya relationship, I’m the listener. As itContinue reading “Books and infinite loyalty…”

The Fault in Our Stars book review.

So, I recently read the book, The Fault in Our Stars. I know many of you may say, “whoa! She hadn’t read it till now?” Yeah, I haven’t, because I avoid books filled with deep emotion, I don’t like books that force me to come face to face with these. I usually read books fullContinue reading “The Fault in Our Stars book review.”

New opportunities…

So, some children in my school have started this new initiative. They’ve started a newspaper. And, when I first heard of it, “yay!!” Were the first words to enter my mind.I tried to get all the information about the newspaper, one thing led to another and I ended up giving a few of my poemsContinue reading “New opportunities…”

My best friend and I

My best friend and I,We gossip and talk.When we’re super bored,We take long walks.We stalk random people,And creep them out.Our walks are not normal, trust me.We take photos,Then gossip again.In the blink of an eye,Our topics change.I’m the weird one in our friendship,We go amazing together,We’re as similar as truth and fibs,Yeah, we’re actually totallyContinue reading “My best friend and I”

Carry on…

Tell the wind to wait,Its blowing too fast.Carrying you away,Not sure you’ll last.Tell time to stop,Everything’s knocking you off your feet,All you’re left with is memories.When you feel,Everything going swiftly by.In the blowing storm,Nobody can hear you cry.You need to carry yourself onward,With great strength moving forward.Tears streaming down your face,Nobody around,You have to carryContinue reading “Carry on…”

The stars, the moon and the lonely girl…

I sat outside staring at the stars,They looked right back at me,Twinkling from afar.The moon shining bright,Gazed lovingly at me.The night was cold,But I felt warm.As I existed in the darkness,Bedazzled by all the charm.While everybody’s asleep,The whole world inside my head is wide awake.I processed all the beauty,As falls the heavy veil of moonlightContinue reading “The stars, the moon and the lonely girl…”

The elephant in the room

Have you ever felt like the elephant in the room?The people in that corner, silently referring to you.The way they cast their looks,You understand it’s bad,You don’t know what they’re talking about,And it drives you mad.Your brain starts making all kinds of conclusions,Until you start feeling highly delusional.Is it my mind or are they reallyContinue reading “The elephant in the room”

The perks of being clumsy…

I trip and fall around,Most of the times its my fault.Its because of those random things I drop on the ground.And when I do,Nobody is surprised.They just casually roll their eyes.I’m used to it though,It doesnt matter much to me.But when I show my mom the bruised knee,Her face starts to contort,As she aids me,Continue reading “The perks of being clumsy…”

Day-67, Lockdown

imagination Hope I look forward to waking up each day,I look forward to come back here.This blissful place that I’ve created,This mindful space devoid of fear.Only happy thoughts can enter,The ones I’ve barely got.This is my centre,It is my core.This is my safe space,Where contentedness pours.Its where, the love I’m full of is stored.When lifeContinue reading “Day-67, Lockdown”