Fritter into tatters, 
Who will save you now?

Would you believe me if I told you,
Your own blood will burn you.

You’d fall in the ditch 
Where once stood a bridge
And you’d be left wondering
..Where did I go wrong.

Sadvansha Munshi 



To heal the world,

You need to stop touching it. 

-Sadvansha Munshi 


Days bled into years, at last the inescapable agony caught up. 

And the ordeal is here to stay evermore, for the role of destroyer has now exchanged.

Sadvansha Munshi 


“…In medias res, I went from relying on own’s discretion to a radical avant-garde.

The cause to quit is now the motivation. ”

Sadvansha Munshi 


Our shadow doesn’t betray us even when the darkness falls upon us; it simply merges with the dark to remind us that the murk, too, is yet another strangely beautiful part of us. 

-Sadvansha Munshi 

A Recluse

How heartbreaking it is to see them hide the unpleasant and the dark, for they think of it to be something too ugly to be seen. 

We don’t have to. 

-Sadvansha Munshi  


She used to wear a facade according to the person. Tried to meet the expectations for approval. When failed to meet them, she danced away in her own wasted effort and regret. 
Now she’s a bit of everything. She’s eclectic and finally, finally, she doesn’t care anymore.

She has become blithe.

-Sadvansha Munshi 

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