Both of them were sitting in two opposite corners of the room. None wanted to leave their seats. Two worlds were unfolding simultaneously in the two corners of the room.Read More Milky Way
He tried to look at her face, expressionless, yet he felt fireworks. The cool air was brushing her cheeks still they were red, erupting like an angry volcano, her hairs strands waving helplessly, full of will to live, but her eyes were obstinate, fixed on the sun as if she was ready to dive in the endless depths of it. Maybe she was really. He wondered. He couldn’t look away.
She stood there by the lamppost again, near the neem tree. Letted the light rain on her skin for a while as if trying to absorb it.Read More No Moon Night.
Sometimes holding on and letting go are equally difficult.Read More Holding On & Letting Go
Do you have one too?Read More The Bag of Facades
Relationships are like nests. They are made up of twigs of trust, honesty, love, dedication, laughter shared, moments cherished and reside on the tree of destiny.
A Nest is a Dream.Read More The Bird Story
“A particular person that you hate the most?”
Lisa thought of the name that she always says when question of hatred comes to her. But she waited this time. She thought again. Does she hate him really?Read More Particular Person
Paradoxes and dilemmas run in my head, every possible alternate timeline.
A poem about a story that has no beginning and no end.
It’s beautiful on the top of the skyscraper and its beautiful on the ground too. It’s just the falling that’s scary.
Phases of depression and ways to deal with it.
Its all about perspective.Read More Mistakes