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I am not a writer, but I wish I could translate my emotions into a soulful array of words, squeeze out the feelings surging in my heart into a blank page and endow it with life and unstructured consiousness.

I am not a writer, but I wish I could hold the rage simmering inside me with my magic wand (which is my pen, ofcourse) and fill the blank pages with words of fury, as is the case of fires and storms, and animate it with an exaggerated zeal and a tyranny so fierce that it would threaten to destroy every heart that reads it.

I am not a writer, but I wish I could fall for words, flirt with the lines of compassion, make love with the language of romance and be in relationship with a work of literature.

I am not a writer, but I wish I could play with words, entangle them and create mysteries which will leave the world bewildered.

I am not a writer, but I wish I could explore this world just by sitting in a corner of my room with a thought so great and an imagination so creative that it would surpass every other feeling that comes in the way.

I am not a writer, but I wish I were one.

I am not a writer, but I know that wishes do come true and someday, mine will too.





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I’ve always been the strong one. When everything goes wrong, I’m always the one that tries to make everyone feel better. No matter what the situation is. I’ve always been this way. Never let anyone see me cry. They will think I’m weak. I have to be strong. Even as a child. Growing up the way I did was hard. So hard. But I handled it. I stayed strong. Like I always do. I’ve always bottled the emotions. Wait until no one is around to let them out. It’s as if my catch phrase is “I’m okay.” And I always say that because I know that no matter how I feel at the moment, I will be okay. I don’t have any other options. I have to be okay. I always have to be okay. I can’t be weak. I can’t be fragile. I can’t be afraid. I have to be strong. No matter what. This is how I’ve lived my entire life.

But now… After this… I can’t do it anymore. I just can’t. I tried so hard to stay strong. But I couldn’t fight back the tears. So I ran to be alone. I couldn’t let them see what they’ve done to me. Run. Cry. Even if only for a minute. Then put on the strong face again. Because I can handle anything, right? At least that’s what I thought…. It’s been days now. I can’t keep hiding these feelings. I feel like I’m bursting at the seams. So I wait until everyone is asleep, and take a shower. No one can hear me cry or see my tears under the water. I don’t know what else to do. I’m trying so hard to be okay but, I’m just… Not. I’m terrified. I’m angry. I’m crushed. I’m falling apart. I’m not okay.

~ Just Another Broken Soul.



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When God created woman he was working late on the 6th day…

An angel came by and asked.” Why spend so much time on her?”

The lord answered. “Have you seen all the specifications I have to meet to shape her?”

She must function on all kinds of situations,

She must be able to embrace several kids at the same time,

Have a hug that can heal anything from a bruised knee to a broken heart,

She must do all this with only two hands,”

She cures herself when sick and can work 18 hours a day”.

THE ANGEL was impressed” Just two hands…..impossible!

And this is the standard model?”

The Angel came closer and touched the woman”

“But you have made her so soft, Lord”.

“She is soft”, said the Lord,

“But I have made her strong. You can’t imagine what she can endure and overcome”.

“Can she think?” The Angel asked…

The Lord answered. “Not only can she think, she can reason and negotiate”.

The Angel touched her cheeks….

“Lord, it seems this creation is leaking! You have put too many burdens on her”

“She is not leaking…it is a tear” The Lord corrected the Angel…

“What’s it for?” Asked the Angel….. .

The Lord said. “Tears are her way of expressing her grief, her doubts, her love, her loneliness, her suffering and her pride.”…

This made a big impression on the Angel,

“Lord, you are a genius. You thought of everything.

A woman is indeed marvellous”.

Lord said.”Indeed she is.

She has strength that amazes a man.

She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens.

She holds happiness, love and opinions.

She smiles when she feels like screaming.

She sings when she feels like crying, cries when happy and laughs when afraid.

She fights for what she believes in.

Her love is unconditional.

Her heart is broken when a next-of-kin or a friend dies but she finds strength to get on with life”

The Angel asked: So she is a perfect being?

The lord replied: No. She has just one drawback

“She often forgets what she is worth”.
W O M A N:

● changes her name.

● changes her home.

● leaves her family.

● moves in with you.

● builds a home with you.

● gets pregnant for you.

● pregnancy changes her body.

● she gets fat.

● almost gives up in the labour room due to the unbearable pain of child birth..

● even the kids she delivers bear your name..
Till the day she dies.. everything she does… cooking, cleaning your house, taking care of your parents, bringing up your children, earning, advising you, ensuring you can be relaxed, maintaining all family relations, everything that benefit you.. sometimes at the cost of her own health, hobbies and beauty.

So who is really doing whom a favour?

Dear men, appreciate the women in your lives always, because it is not easy to be a woman.

*Being a woman is priceless*

Share this with every woman in you know to make her feel proud of herself.

Rock the world ladies!

A salute to ladies!





I respect women.

You should too!!

Women are to be respected, not something or someone for your pleasure time passage….

NOTE: On this International Women’s Day, This Post is Published To Pay Tribute To All Women, to give them the Respect and Love they deserve and A Voice Raiser Against All Vices Being Committed Against Women…..




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Darling, thanks for being my best friend and not just my love.

What did this mean? Why did I say that?
Because you always try to understand me in and out.
From my strengths to my weaknesses, from my light to my darkness and from happiness to the sadness of mine.

You are always there for me, in my days of glory and in nights of lowliness. As you always lift me up with burning spirits to see me succeed and help me get out from the darkest place of my soul.

You have a sense of my likes and dislikes and you always try to fit best in those things so that you are well equipped to any arising issues.

You always challenge my limits because you have faith in me that I can do more, I am limitless. You might have accepted me just the way I am.

And believe me, I’m wanna be like you. I want to take care of you the best that I can and protect you like you are the only person I have in my world. I don’t wanna lose you, I want you to always stay with me because I found my peace and my home in you, you are all of that.

Just like you, I…. I always want to know how is your day going? everyday. I love the feeling how I want to share everything with you, my likes, my problems, my sadness and even cry to you. I will cherish all those moments because the love I have for you is unconditional. The more I get to know you,the harder I fall for you.

We may have a few disagreements from time to time, but I can’t bear your silence. I would always try to solve the issues together because in the end, love is all that matters the most and as a result, every moment that goes by makes me fall in love you deeper and better than before.

Growing into the best relationship goal I have ever wished for is with you, my love.
Your efforts are more than I deserve and Darling, I love you for that.
Your heart is a lost treasure and I’m more than glad that I have the key to unlock it.

Your heart is like gold for me and I would love to be its keeper for the rest of our lives.
I love you sweetheart ❤ more than I love myself.

Yours lovingly,
The Nocturnal Muser ©



Hola Everyone!!🖐🖐

I hope you all are doing good and great… Today I won’t be posting any blog post in specific as today my blog Nocturnal Life completes A YEAR since the day I started it…

I’m just so happy and lucky to have such great and wonderful fellow bloggers like you who’ve been there supporting me, reviewing, suggesting, checking out my blog…

I’d like to Thank You all from the bottom of my Heart💓, for your wonderful support and appreciate your time you take out to view my blog…

Also, I’d like to know about your reviews, suggestions or criticism if at all any, in the comments to help me improve my blog and make it better than before 🤗🤗!!
So on this special occasion let’s have some Q&A, you can ask me anything you want and I’ll try my best to answer your questions…

So shoot on your questions and let’s have some fun…

Love and Regards:





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Lack of sex education in India and the world has already affected many people and the society. Referring a girl impure is a common practice by the society. You know that her periods are coming. Her period of what? Well, that depends on the girl. It could be crying, fits of anger, yelling, pizza consumption or chocolate obsession. So, instead of being the guy who panics or bolts when his girl’s on her period, use these tips to be the guy who pampers her or a friend who cares for her until she feels a lot better.

1. Don’t mention words like blood, pains, cramps etc. in these days. Even when her mood is good, such words can make her feel the pain again and even more this time. She may get angry, cry, or behave strangely.

2. Even if she gets angry, try talking to her being as much patient as you can be. You may think that her crankiness and her drastic mood swings are all a result of her period. You may be right. But that doesn’t mean you have to say it out loud. Keep it to you only. Don’t blame anything on her.

3. Get her food. Lots of food. Girls usually feel weak or more hungry cause of loss of a lot of blood in those days. Ask her choice. Get her what she wants to eat or cook yourself. It will make her love and respect you even more. She won’t say, she won’t show, but she will love you for this.

4. Answer her questions with care. Your girl may come up with some cranky questions which don’t even have a right answer. Your one wrong reply and you may be assaulted by a barrage of angry words, tears and the occasional threat to break up. Try avoiding such situations, or answer being really careful.

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5. Watch movies together. Just take a break from your routine and sit by her side. Hold her hands, get closer and spend some time watching her favourite movie or TV shows. This will make her the happiest.

6. Never say a NO. If she wants it, she wants it. Treat her like a queen. Try your best to get her the stuff she wants.

7. Ask her how you can help her. Do some entertaining things for her. Be a kid with her. Act weird, but being mature. Try to understand her pain. Get her pads, pills, hot water bottles just to make her feel better and show that you actually care.

8. Last but not the least, DON’T GET TOO CLOSE. If she isn’t feeling comfortable seeing you getting closer to her, then STOP. Don’t make it too cheesy for her. Don’t make her feel that she’s weak. Take good care of her like a mother does for her child, and see her smiling even on her worst days.

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PS. This article is just for informative purposes, in order to spread a good message amongst people and society. No offence, please. Basic idea via the internet and prevailing society talks. “Just another concerned voice of the just society.”

~The Nocturnal Muser




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The crimson dragon hovered over the water, pumping its powerful wings. After a moment, it spotted her sitting on the cliff. She froze as it began winging over to her, unsure of what she should do. She wasn’t able to make a decision before it reached the land, perching gracefully on the very tip of the ledge. Now that the creature was close to her, she could see that it was a male. She instantly blushed; he must have thought she was such a creeper for staring at him like that. She fumbled for words as he gazed at her inquisitively. “U-um, I’m sorry I was staring at you… I don’t know what I was doing. I-it was rude, I truly hope you’re not offended…” 

There was silence for a moment as her heart raced in embarrassment. Then, suddenly, the red dragon chuckled. “No, no, please don’t apologize. I’m actually happy to find someone else out here.” He smiled as she looked at him curiously. “I don’t find many others out at night. Or even out here at all. I figured I was the only one who enjoyed being outside at night.” His claws scratched at the grass. “What is it that you came out to this cliff side for?” She smiled gently. “Oh, I… I just enjoy the forest and the ocean at night. The stars are my favourite, though.” She glanced up at the sparkling sky, and the dragon followed her gaze. “…Aren’t they just so amazing…? I mean, don’t you just feel so small underneath them?” 

He was silent for a bit and she felt scared that she’d said something wrong. “Yes, quite,” he said, breaking the silence and relieving her tension. “Honestly, I love the stars. I understand the beauty you see in them.” She breathed a sigh of relief. “Really…?” “Yes, of course. That is mainly why I come out here, too. I love flying underneath them. And when I fly over the ocean with their reflection on the surface, I feel like I’m in space. I think it’s truly amazing.” 
Their eyes both drifted back to the marble sky above. “It’s nice to not have to be alone out here, you know?” she whispered after a moment. She felt him look at her curiously as she continued. “I mean, I always come out here to escape the insanity of my work, and the town altogether. It’s the only place I have to simply be alone with just my thoughts. All I’m saying is… I guess I’m surprised that I appreciate your company. You’re different than all them.” The crimson dragon studied her she caught him smiling gently. “Heh,” he breathed. “I could say the same to you. It’s not often that I find someone who shares my love.”

~The Nocturnal Muser ©




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You are standing in a green, lush forest with golden sunlight filtering in through the trees. Everything is peaceful and calm. You feel more relaxed and happy than you have in a long time. Then, memories of pain and loss come rushing back to you. You stare around you, wishing you could stay here, surrounded by the calming presence of nature. Suddenly, you see a man heading toward you. You ask why he is here. “This is a place where you wish to be”, he says, “a place where you can rest and escape sadness and pain. But you cannot stay here forever. It is not your time. You have been through hard times.” You remember how you felt back in real life, the numbness and sadness that felt interminable. The man continues, “You must go back. There are people out there who you love and who love you back and might need you some day. Every person has at least a sliver of kindness in them. You are the only person on this planet, perhaps in this universe, that is truly yourself. Even when you feel hopeless, search your heart for kindness and compassion. Spread it those you love, spare them from pain you feel, for it is one of the things that can make one feel the happiest. You have strength in you. Use it to do what you know is right” Before you can say anything else, you open your eyes to see yourself sitting on a bench on a hill. Your family and several of your friends are calling you. You head toward them with newly gained confidence, and promise to stay alongside them as long as possible.

To anyone who has been struggling with bad events in their life that they have experienced. Don’t give up. There are people out there that are like you, who love and trust you. Violence, fighting back is never always the right answer. Kindness, forgiveness, thought and consideration can bring you rewards more than gold and jewelry, more than fame. It can bring you happiness, love, and success.

~The Nocturnal Muser ©



It is the fifth day since I last slept, and I cannot construct one coherent sentence out of my cerebral capacity.My mom had called me yesterday. I was still frisking the air for words when she hung up. The phone had rung thrice. I remember.

My room smells of gore and puke. Lover sits before me – immobile – his eyes upturned, half-open, like a door left ajar, unsure if he wants to let go of his thinning hold on this pretty world.

I remember it was last Monday that lover told me about a girl who had caught his fancy. He said he wanted an escape. I had spent days crying and begging for him to stay. But he left.

That girl lies dead, next to him, in my room.

Lover sits here before me, a splinter jutting from his mangled neck. It had gloriously spurted arterial blood when I shoved a broken bottle down his throat.

Lover had always had a thing for empty bottles.

I pick up my phone and text: “Hey mom! It’s a lovely day here. I’ll go out and have some wine today. Love.”

Lover is staring at me. His gaze, I tell you!— He always gave me butterflies in the stomach with that gaze of his.

I smile.

“I love you,” I whisper, gently slitting his wrists, “forever. ”

I kiss his gnarled lip. I think I can sleep now.

~The Nocturnal Muser ©



Being single is hard; not because you need someone to lean on, someone to love, someone who would love you, but because how much people around you try to make you realise that you better find someone soon or you’ll end up alone.

When you’re single, there’ll be so many times that you’ll hear phrases like, “Give it a shot!”, “He really likes you, at least give him a chance!”, “You know, if you never try, you’ll never know”.

And after a while, you start to get annoyed because they don’t understand. They don’t understand that you are happy this way, that you don’t want to ‘give it a shot’ only to find some happiness that, of course, will be short lived.

And this is because often when you start getting into relationships just for the sake of being in one, you start failing at them. What results is a series of mishaps, a long string of failed relationships, and in the end, the false realisation that there is something wrong with you; that you drive people away; that you’ll never be good enough for anyone to stay.

And someday, you’ll find someone who treats you better than the people you’ve been with before, and you’ll settle for him/her, convinced that you’ve finally found the right one for yourself.

It’s a rather confusing procedure, isn’t it?

Stop, I say.

Stop chasing love. Stop settling for what you get based on comparisons. You deserve so much more than what you’ve settled for. You’re worth so much more.

Start loving yourself, and love yourself so much that you don’t need anybody else’s love. Stop needing someone to love you and tell you how wonderful you are. You’re amazing enough, stop needing someone to validate your existence.

Love will find you in its own sweet time. And when it finally does, you’ll know what you’ve saved yourself for, all this time.

And I promise it will be totally worth it.

Till then, just have the hope of finding the love that you truly deserve, and that will be enough to make you happy throughout all the days.