Published inMy Little Incredible LifeStories o Relative InsignificanceI boarded the coach. I was 18 I guess. I didn’t need any permission to leave the country. My dad had bought me a new set of clothes which…Aug 31, 2018Aug 31, 2018
the wellElian’s friend thought about the men in her past. The ones she loved… She always remembered them by the extent of which she got to know…Mar 17, 2018Mar 17, 2018
the pianoElian heard the piano at the back of the caffee … the waitress was humming alongside and a patch of blue sky was framed by the large window…Mar 13, 2018Mar 13, 2018
the songElian forgot her other bag with her friend… She was already lost on her way to the bus station and rain had started to fall…predictably…Mar 11, 2018Mar 11, 2018
The artificial light coming from Danube apartments was pouring its reflection into the river.She remembered the puddles. And the glitter in them. She used to catch a glimpse of the ones that reflected just one sparkle . It was a…Jan 23, 2018Jan 23, 2018
trainsHornsey Station was sprinkled with raindrops. They were stubbornly clinging onto the metal sign. White and royal blue, it reminded her of a…Jan 22, 2018Jan 22, 2018
Shifting TitleBefore your image rolled around in my mind Like a story with a shifting title- Afraid of its final chapter- There was that night…Jan 20, 2018Jan 20, 2018
