Caps Lock Creativity

 SATVIK  " Until someone openly says I LIKE YOU and I WANT US to be together. Take their kind gestures as them just being nice. We overanalyse a smile, replaying a compliment, thinking maybe this means something. But let's be real, unless someone genuinely says I LIKE YOU, it's just kindness. Not a hidden love story. And even if they like you but are unable to say it right now, they will surely say it one day if they feel for you that way." I recently read these lines somewhere and they clung to me like the scent of first rain on parched earth — raw, grounding, painfully true. Isn’t it odd how we lace ordinary moments with extraordinary hope? Every time I told him, “ You’re rare ,” I meant it in the sincerest shade of admiration, not as a breadcrumb of flirtation, but as a celebration of his existence in a world so noise-cluttered with apathy. And when he said kind things about me, it wasn’t a hidden signal just a mirror reflecting honesty. But the trouble with me? I ...

ANURAAG They said love born from screens and messages is nothing but a fleeting illusion — a mirage that wastes time and drains the heart. They said I was spinning my world around someone who barely knows me, someone who can’t be near when the nights grow heavy, someone who wouldn’t notice if I vanished from his life. Maybe they’re right, in a way. But what they could never see was how a heart can tether itself to moments that feel like nothing to others but become entire galaxies to the one who holds them. I never claimed his love, I simply guarded mine like a secret constellation drawn only in my sky.  He doesn’t know what he means to me, and maybe he never will. But there’s a kind of devotion in admiring someone from afar, in saving snapshots of his face like museum pieces, even if they vanish in one blink, one time mode. Just for those seconds, I let my eyes drink in the gentle chaos of him — the under-eye crescents speaking of sleepless battlegrounds, the dimpled corners that ...

  RCB WON ; HUMANITY LOST   "Anything beyond a limit becomes poison — even nectar." History has never failed to remind us of the dangers of excess. The legend of King Yayati , cursed with insatiable desire, teaches us how indulgence can turn blessings into burdens. The tale of Ravana , despite his wisdom and power, is a tragic lesson of pride taken too far. Even the mighty Titanic was believed to be "unsinkable" — until human arrogance met the harsh reality of nature. Time and again, it is proven: when we cross the line of moderation, even good things can bring disaster. And what happened recently in Bengaluru during the RCB victory celebration is yet another grim reminder. Once hailed as the land of culture, discipline, and values, Bharat now stands ashamed under the weight of collapsing civic sense. A place that once taught the world about dharma now struggles to follow basic rules of public behavior. What should have been a joyous occasion turned into a tragedy,...