Author: Onesha

She is the funny one! Has flair for drama, loves to write when happy! You might hate her first story, but maybe you’ll like the next. She is the master of words, but believes actions speak louder than words. 1sha Rastogi, founder of 1shablog.com.
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    Chapter 1

    I looked at you and sat on my desk waiting for our lectures to begin, hoping you would talk to me.You defend me and pledge my accountability to yours. I for the first time feel a connection, but I don’t know you. I am finally going on a trip. I was excited, nervous, and intoxicated by the idea of traveling. Only if I knew this traveling trip was the beginning of my beautiful Love story with you.

  • The Day I Met You

    I see him and his ruffled hair, his shirt is unbuttoned, I look at him salaciously right from his melancholic eyes, to his lips and down to his neck around his collar, unbuttoned shirt, and right down the third button where I can’t see any skin. He is immersed in the taste of my wine looking at the picture hung on the wall.

  • Dreams

    The high and low of these roads, hair flutter with the winds. I choke on happiness and guilt, Of living life upon my own. Leaving behind the questionable responsibilities, driving a car through New York. I waited to scream, to live my dreams, and my eyes opened to reality, to the sunrise of shattered beings.

  • पहली मुलाक़ात

    उसे जाते हुए बस में देखता ही रह गया और मैं बस वहीं खड़ा रहा | मैं समझ ही नहीं पाया कि एक पल में अचानक क्या हो गया मैं इतना बेबस कब से हो गया? यह शायद मेरा ही कसूर था कि मेरा दिल आज मेरे हाथों से निकल चुका था | सड़क किनारे खड़ी हुई वह लाल सूट में न जाने मुझ पर ऐसा क्या जादू कर गई, मेरे दिलो-दिमाग पर ऐसी छाई कि मैं होश खो बैठा | कैसी वह कशिश थी, कैसी वह बारिश थी, कैसा मौसम था, कैसा वह समां था | जैसे इश्क़ का अधूरा सा अफ़साना था |

  • Theory On Colorful Sky

    There have been unusual colours in the sky lately during sunrise and sunset, and most of us noticed this for the first time, Every year monsoon falls and we fail to see such bright vibrant glorious colours in the sky, There is something unusually surprising about the sky in the past week. I love these…

  • Hope

    I have not been able to get my sanity back, I feel like a brain-fried in hormone concoction. I am not feeling normal, I feel sad, depressed, and uneasy. I am not me anymore. I feel so delusional, I am writing this today after my second episode of breakdown nearly 3 years later. I wonder…

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    Coffee Date 5

    I looked behind and near him looking for his love interest. But no one was around So I assumed that he was alone. “So, how are you here?”  I said comfortably and without any thoughts going in my mind. “Oh I got a job offer at IndiaMart in Delhi, So will be working with this…

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    Coffee Date 3

    Everything apart it was Siddharth on my mind. I wondered why was I so eager to talk to him? What was so special about him? Why do I even care? It has been two years and a half and I am dying like a teenage girl to talk, to giggle and want him to ask for that incomplete coffee and what not? What was up?

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    Coffee Date 2

    The bright new day at the office was a great one, we had many new interactions but that damn smile could not leave my mind. I would steal glances and see him gleam with a smile to every new person he met. LUNCH HOURS Up in the cafeteria, I saw him, surrounded by many people….