There was a time, they stood by me.

When they defended me. They were for me.

Pulled my leg to make me laugh.

Annoyed and choked to make me cough.

They wore my smile and my tears.

Shared the laughter and the tears.

Back to back, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, steadfast and bolder,

Always stronger together ,forever. 

We were many stiched together.

Different minds honed together for  eachother. 


Laughs were loud, promises formed a cloud which drizzled hopes, happy and proud. 


Time passed.

And now…

They stand but far from me.

Offend and tease to make me cry.

Choke to have me die.

My tears make them smile.

My frustration, their wings to fly.


Promises forgotten and hopes rotten.

Were they my friends or a blunder I had mistaken?

Aishwarya Singh 


I wish someone said to me,

“Come fly with me.

Let me take you to a land of joy.

Where happiness is served on a silver platter .

Where tears are only those of joy .

And hearts are only made and not broken.

Where dreams are lived and not forgotten. 

A place where cages don’t exist and freedom is explicit. 

Where everyone’s true and good.

Where you and I shall bloom with joy.

Come,  let me take you…

…to a world  of… 


I really wish someone did say that me.

Aishwarya Singh 

Happiness Is a Choice.

“Happiness is a choice. You either cry and be a depressed soul over tge things you don’t have or choose to be happy  for the things you do have and work towards those that you don’t.  See, be happy not satisfied.  Not content.  Cause, that will impede… actually halt life’s progress. So, choose just to be happy!”

– Aishwarya Singh 

Moments with him #4 (Dated: 2|10|2016)

Sequel, the previous ones being- Moments with him #1, #2 and #3

And just as I thought, I had to stop dreaming, hoping, stop everything, as my universe stood at the brink of eruption and destruction , my zombie heart jerked alive. My world and I became alive. He stood there…  right under the moon light, a beacon shining too bright. 

Why does he do this to me?

He makes me a child all over again, crying for attention and love, crying for Him.

He made my lousy heart beat so fast, it were as if it would pop out any time then. 

The way he stole glances of me, set my soul and desire on fire, a fore that’s divine.

After, what seemed like an eternity he came. My heart skipped a beat, my soul reached the seventh heaven. How happy I was. 

Said something, but I was too lost in himto hear his magical words. Stood startled, did I.

He disappeared, even before I could begin to enjoy the sight of Him. 

Went, leaving me desperate, desolate, wanting, craving and needing Him.

Made me happy, showed he cared, lit the torch of hopebut, just a few glances and moments with Him can’t feed my hungry soul.

I would give up the world just to spend time with Him.

My heart refuses to slow down, my eyes denying to stop looking for Him. Searching for Him.

He is my drug and I am addicted.  His hunger leaves me lost.

He came but left too soon and left me fragile and craving.

He, my falling star,whom I awaited foe ages, he did fall lighting my world but dissappeared even before I made my wish.


Desperation and dissatisfaction surrounding Me.

Aishwarya Singh. 

Though meant to be, it’s not.

I think it’s time to realize that… though we are meant to be, we cannot be.

Our hearts and sould so close, yet, when we meet, though near, we are millions of miles apart. The feeling is so strange and unknown. 

You like me and I like you but we can’t stand eachother and nor can the society. 

Our eyes meet, our paths don’t. 

Our journeys, the milestones are very different and so will be our destinies.

So all I’ve to say is…

We becoming You and I is inevitable. 

So… I’m done hoping for the impossible. 


– Aishwarya Singh 

Sun rise.

Sun rise. 


A hope of a new life.

Maybe a new vice.

Past fading away with the passing day.

Dreams being born, every forlorn. 

Failing, to increase the appetite and taste of success. 

Cleaning up to make a happy mess.

Darkness is destroyed, with every penetrating beam of light.

Gloomy blues replaced with gleamy happy cues.

As the sun rises, we rise from passing time on earth to living life.


A new day. A new beginning. 

A new You.


Hope of a happy ending. 


A time, for the beginning and…

to keep smiling:)

– Aishwarya Singh