Arun Dahiya

My Fatal flaw

I keep loving.I keep giving.I keep breathing life into dying things —into cold hands, cracked smiles,rooms that echo with silence […]

This post is basically for my disabled friends, Spoonies, Chronically Ill Warriors & Anyone Needing a break. Living with a

I am actually grateful that this year is finally ending. Not in that nostalgic teary eyed way where you feel

i keep waking upInto empty beds at lonely places. My lips feel bruisedAfter kissing many empty mouths Your mouth felt

Little Girl when the world tells you, That your fire has Extinguished, Remind them about the wild embers still glowing

Choking and silencing, Cracked teeth and bruised lips. Battered up, And wrapped in barb wires. Sometimes that’s how my womanhood

1. Where the crawdads sing by Delia owens. It’s my favourite book from the list I finished in May. Kya’s

During the crisis it is important that we keep ourselves calmed and relax. Here are some ways we can soothe

Wild embers by Nikita gill talks about how women can be a warrior. She has retold few fairytales in a

I don’t need anyone. – most of us with bpd feel convinced that no one cares about us or love