Nikhil Mehra201 Days.201 days. None of them filled with peace. Though all of them a bit peaceful.Aug 15, 2019Aug 15, 2019
Nikhil MehraA Petal’s SecretFlowers bloom as they please, Of course, With the help of others.Aug 13, 2019Aug 13, 2019
Nikhil MehraThe Past, Present.Until our paths cross again I’m left with the curse of Imagination. Words mixed with nearby courage, And a few clues left behind. You left…Aug 12, 2019Aug 12, 2019
Nikhil Mehrathe way we process our wordsIt's almost too easy to laugh at. The strange process of becoming someone else when we’re left with nothing but time and ideas.May 15, 2019May 15, 2019
Nikhil MehraDelaying Our Decisions For The BetterThe dreams you wrote roam around my day as the sun seems to roam around all of us, taking over the bulk of my thoughts with exactly what I…May 14, 2019May 14, 2019
