Author: Soundarya Sreeram

An incomplete story

I hate open endings. I always wanted all the loose ends to be tied, every missing piece justified, and the whole concept of 'It all happens for a reason' precisely figured out.The words ‘THE END’ gave me a distinctive sense of satisfaction.

Nothing important

I've been wondering if writing can come to me without needing to impress or add value. Just writing everything that comes to my mind with no filter, no edit, the entirely unadulterated version of things with complete incoherence through and through - Every random thought that crosses by.

Don’t Get Me Wrong!!

We have not been taught to cope with death. I’m not even sure if that can be taught. Over the years, confronting this fundamental principle of the universe, a day-to-day occurrence has left me with different lessons at different points in life.

Chapter 24 – Death

We have not been taught to cope with death. I’m not even sure if that can be taught. Over the years, confronting this fundamental principle of the universe, a day-to-day occurrence has left me with different lessons at different points in life.

Love, Rani

So much time has passed by since then. From that day forward, I’ve hopped on from moment to moment in a perpetual state of nothingness. Unaware of the chaos, unaware of my sense of self.