It was 2 AM. Omar was out for a walk, a night so cold, with hands in pocket. A walk he’d remember all his life. 

He saw cars parked, all around. And a public park at a distance. Street lights litting up the way, paving him the way, to something. 

A voice in his mind said ‘I will walk another round, and then would sit at the park for a while.’ 

But the night had plans for him. He saw the moon, adorned he felt, and a change in course.

He sat at the park, after studying all day. The nineteen year old, with eyes reflecting the twinkle, that the stars possessed, as I saw him staring straight up. 
Flowers, he saw them under streetlights. Lights so dim. Not much to see. The grass was still green. Married, only to beautify it with a beauty known to some and seen by all, but with eyes of the one, who’d gaze at the stars than watching them glistening at the movies.

A voice he heard, of crying.

 He got up, and went to enquire the situation. His eyes still twinkling. The grass, he saw getting red, as he reached this dark side of the park, only to see a girl so young, laying on the ground. Legs wide open, naked, blood everywhere. 

Omar witnessed in surprise. He saw her eyes full of tears, a song she sung of cries, now in his ears. He heard all of it, slowly she was in his arms, wrapped up in a jacket now, he saw her, closing her eyes, and now he hurried, to call for an ambulance. Any minute now. In her arms she lay while he looked around, kissing her forehead, but a ray of hopelessness, is all he could feel.

In the growing darkness. He saw a car standing at a distance. On the other side of the park.

 A lady shouting. 

The girl now on the bench, lied alone.

He ran over to the window. A lady with a baby on her side, lied there with her hands tied, while three boys were out smoking. He heard them talk. 

Filthy thoughts. Filthy plans.

It was time. Time to act. The nights screaming to help them, as he felt the wind forcing him forward. He did something on his phone. And he heard.

A man opened the door, and dragged the lady out. He saw it. Chills right through his body. He felt it. The night’s still screaming.

He had an idea. From the open window, he reached out for the baby that lied on the floor helpless, giggling away, with eyes so gloomy. He held her close to him now, making sure she didn’t make a sound. 

The lady shouting. Heard her getting slapped. She lies there shouting. Her clothes being torn one by one. Begging for mercy. In vain.

He hurried and took the baby to her older sister. And he saw the little girl, in pain, oh how much he wanted to cry. He will. But in happiness. Everything has a time.

The sisters lay beside each other. One in pain, one in dreams.

Help was coming. 

Now again he sneaked to the car. He saw a guy, throw his cigarette on the ground and his hands trying open the buckle of his trousers. Not this time. 

The lady still there, unconscious, bruised. Crying. He was now moving slowly towards the right side only to see them, clearly. 

There they were. Murdering souls while we are still alive. 

The other two guys were not around. He was about to. 

No. I can’t let it happen. I have to.

He sprang over and pushed the guy. A kick in the balls. And the guy shouted. 

He saw the lady, lying down. Picked her up, searching for a route to escape. In her arms, she cried for help.

I am here, is all he said. 

The guy was down. In pain. 

Omar smiled. 

He looked back. And a blow. 

The two guys with a bat. The lady back on the ground. With him. 

And he reached out for his hand, and tried to get up to help the lady, who was terrified. He wanted to.

Another blow. And another. And another. Unconscious. 

The lady now on the mans arms, and thrown on the ground.

Vision so blurry, he tried in vain. Blood all over Omar. 

He heard the lady screaming, clothes turned to shreds. She was shouting. Please don’t. Please. I beg you. Were her words.

A gush in the blood. Gain.

He got up with the power of the moon and a kick to the balls just when he was about to. Blurry vision. 

His hands every where. Hitting away. Only in vain. The guy now, a gun in his hand. A shot.

He was down. 

The lady shouted ‘NO.’ Sobbing she accepted her fate and predicted the future. In her mind. Only if she knew.

Help was here.

From every where. Directions so 360, the two guys saw people coming. 

His friends had arrived at last. Omar, they shouted. 

Akmal fought the guy with the gun and now the two guys were lying on the ground. With the other two. 

Hasan, sat near Omar, his head on his laps.

Last breath. Eyes opened. Fingers called.

‘Bench’ he whispered. Lost. Forever.

The lady now covered. Was up. Two of Omar friends helping him. 

Three guys now stripped, as they cried in vain. Kicked.



Until dead was among us. 

Sirens. Ambulance at last. To the rescue.

The family now united, and as the boys carried them to ambulance. Tears in their eyes. But every thing has a time. Omar in mind. But what’s still not lost can be saved.

Hasan closed his friend’s eyes. And checked times more than he could remember. 


He ran, with Gautam, and in her arms was the girl still in her jacket. Wrapped. Breathing. Into the ambulance. 


There lied the parents. Proud with pain in their eyes. And his sixteen friends. The lady. The small girl, bandaged. Weak. But standing. And the baby, quiet now. 

Everyone witnessed as flames turned him into ash. Silence speaking, victory unspoken, death.


Hello everyone. I tried fiction after a long time. Anyways, there’s a victory always with a sacrifice. There is. Bitter reality. I hope all of you are having a great day. Enjoy!


It’s time.

The sun Goes down,
Everyday to a Haven,
From where it belongs.

The stars twinkle no more,
Without the sky so dark,
How can it?

It’s time for a change,
To hustle,
To hustle hard.

Get up,
Get up right now,
You can.

The sky was never the limit,
Nor were the difficulties one might face,
You’re the limit,
To limit yourself.

The stars twinkle no more,
The moon glistens like never before,
The sun doesn’t shows the way anymore,
It’s time,
To live a life against nature,
In a garden of seasons,
Until the very end.
Until it’s done.


The flower’s would sing, if she’d smile, a song of fragrance, in a garden so small, seducing the petals of our love blooming in delight on the ocean floor, like the sunset I’d see it spreading it’s wings, only to fly away, to distances, out of reach of the bottlenecks, that we might face. Only if she’d smile.

This Happened!

What happened was one day, this was a while ago, it was like the first rain in New Delhi after a long period of time, so I went down and i was enjoying the rain, I was walking along the streets, and having a lot of fun, and It felt amazing, as slowly the water would touch my skin, and drip slowly, only to get lost to be one. Like the Pangaea, I was surrounded by it, all around, I looked up, and saw it falling, slowly, towards me. I was crowded, but it felt good! Anyways then I decided to go for a walk, and while I was walking I saw this very little girl enjoying with her Dad. I saw them. And I continued to walk. In the next round,by that time a lot of water had been collected on the ground and so, I was running while dragging my feet, and water was getting splashed here and there, and so I passed her and a little water fell on her, and so now she was following me so as to do the same to me, but she was so small, that the water just won’t go up and I saw this, so I felt bad so i went to her, and she started moving her legs and tried to splash water on me, but it won’t reach me haha, she was so cute, but anyways I am very good in acting so I was like, “please stopp”, “no, not more”, “aur nahii” , ‘bachaooo’. And she was giggling so much! She was adorable!

Anyways have a nice day,  everyone!

Tiny tale.

As I saw the night slowly dissolving in like the screams still unheard, to ears so human, triumph seemed a long way from there. As I saw them walking in worlds of their own, each one, w each step, never allowing themselves to saturate, as I see them, sparkling away, their life to only to brighten it even more. I was lying on my back, laying down, w the first flight, as I felt the sun slowly scratching away my skin, as I slowly felt the sensation, everywhere at once.
My home consisted of a cardboard mat, w places very variable. As I got up from my bed, saw the summer sun, shining brightly, w a bright blue sky. I felt myself, getting lost in the vast sky, whose reaches were in all directions w no limitations whatsoever, only to get disrupted w hunger. I started to walk across the footpath, amidst people of class, walking elegantly, over my foot, not bothering to apologize. Yet still I smiled to another day of survival as slowly I saw it unfolding itself.

Tiny tale.

The streets were lonely. A cold breeze filled up the air, only to disembark on a journey that will go on forever. I was hungry. Weakness engulfed me, as I saw my eyes shutting down. I sat down so as to lay down, while the thirst of food screeched silently, only to be remain in me forever. Like many other nights I slept with a stomach so barren, but at least could slept in repose. As I knew, that my sister is safe.

(Just another day for the people out there.)