Unsaid words...

He is her best friend. She is his best friend. She has a habit of sharing everything with him. He wants to tell her all, but fails always.  Their friends and family know that they are inseparable. Level of transparency according to her is 100%. Level of transparency according to him- " something’s and some secrets are better left unsaid." - Samanah. Rizvi

He is not insecure, he just cannot let anyone love her more than him. People call it insecurity and he has been told about the same. He keeps saying-"I want to be the reason she smiles, the reason behind her stomach aching with all that laughing, the reason why she loves life and the only man after her father who she has loved so much. If this is insecurity so be it." But for him its just pure and unconditional love.  - Samanah. Rizvi

Cheating in a relationship is one thing no one can forgive or forget. Once the trust is broken nothing can fix it. So what do you do when you realize that the person you were truly, madly, deeply in love with is having a gala time with other girls? Will you leave him? Will you forgive him and let him break your trust again? What exactly does Kiara do when she  realizes  that the love of her life is being shared? ‘I think he is kind of cheating on you!’ said Nikita while setting her hair. She was having an all-girls night out with her girlfriends to celebrate the long weekend off. Kiara jokingly asked, ‘What do you mean kind of? 500ml, 500gms or 50kgs of cheating?’ If you think my boyfriend is cheating on me then there is just a yes or no! There is no “kind-of”. Anyway, what makes you think so?’ Nikita was all set for this question and wanted to answer it for a long time now. “I had seen him getting cozy with another girl at a club where he would never expect to find yo...

Her kids were her life, she was very possessive about them. During her separation she fought the whole world for their custody. She would go to any extent to keep them happy.  Her kids only knew that alcohol had completely taken over her and it was more possessive to let go. She lost this case.                                                                 - Samanah. Rizvi

Heard of the ant story? The same ant which kept trying to climb the mountain but kept falling down, the same ant who took it up as a cha llenge and did actually succeed. As kids we were taught the moral of the story, ‘Try  try  till you succeed’.  I forgot about  this story and Anu reminded me about it.  It was very easy for us to remember and jot down the moral of each story told to us. Somewhere between these stories I personally lost myself. I started living a fictitious life. It was easy for me, I was a so called writer. Whenever anyone asks me about my life now, I always tell them, “It’s messed up”. I realized today that this is my mess. I created this huge Frankenstein out of this mess.  When I wrote my first story , I created Kiara. She was an imaginary girl who was living the life I wanted to. She  was a girl who was in love or rather who loved being in love. She was finding her perfect man. And she kept falling for the imperfect guy called Kab...

Today a friend asked me,"why don't you write anymore?" The question actually startled me because once upon a time I had so much to write. I wanted everyone to read my stories. Today even if I want to write I don't have a story to tell. I don't have the right words to describe how life has become so complicated. The words that I used to write have suddenly faded. I want to describe a zillion of things.  There comes a time when you want to write but life doesn't give you a chance. It feels like you have a pen but no ink, a paper but there is no space, a lifetime of stories but no words. I am just trying to fight back and be the same person who wants to talk but nobody wants to hear her out, the same person who chose to write and communicate rather then using the wrong words at the wrong time. A person with a few unsaid words, A person with a few unsaid sentences, A person with a few untold stories... - Samanah. Rizvi

She smiled at Nikita and said, 'I don't need a guy, it's ok if he doesn't like me!' A neon green colour t-shirt caught Nikita's eye and while searching for her size she replied back saying,' And it doesn't matter to you that you have been single since such a long time now? It's been what 2 years now since you and Mark broke up? And the fact that the relationship lasted only for 6 days?' Kiara just smiled at her and got busy looking around the shop for the new summer collection. Kiara adjusted her big soda glasses and picked up a floral long sleeveless dress, the ones that these tall models wear and pose on beautiful locations. She took a closer look and imagined herself in it. The imagination was perfect but she knew the reality would be the complete opposite. 'Don't just stand there and stare at it, go try it on!' Without much thinking she just walked into a trial room. After adjusting the dress Kiara stood there just staring at hers...