A LETTER TO….

Dearest, 
I remember everything that happened between us. We met on a blind date and that was love at first sight for me! You looked…

You can’t always win

Dear Friend,

It has been a while since I last wrote you a letter. You might have worried about me, or at least I hope so — but I’m fine. Actually, I wonder if you remember me at all. But I promise I always thought about you. I used to look at the happy faces in…

The Art Of Writing

W e all are writers in our heart. Deep within us, we all have stories to tell. Growing up, through this roller-coaster of…

THE MUSIC OF LOVE

I hold your hands in this tiny grim white room filled with screens and wires all over. The air has a bizarre stagnant smell…

In the cool breeze of December, it stood there in its most elegant form. One could see the golden ambience floating between the leaves, as it danced to the music of the wind. I gazed…

Thank you

I It was around 6:30 in the evening when the class dismissed and it was completely dark outside. I rushed to Ratna Park, as the buses are…

Wiper Fluid (Part 1)

Screech . . . the green Tesla Roadster activates its emergency brakes in front of me, an epitome of human engineering and…

Hold on

It was high time I slept. But what kept me awake was the thought of leaving the town. The next morning, I was leaving the town where I had spent…

… Of Him

All eyes on him, or was it just mine

He was on lead, and me behind

My distress: Why am I the one?

I gave and keep on giving,