That house stands there for ages on end- It's deserted and lonely, No human forms or shapes inhabit it anymore. Its crumbling walls and...

Last Friday, my friend and I went shopping at a renowned marketplace in Delhi. Well, this time not in her scooter. But by metro. The...

Fumbling through those leaves Of the book I devoured, I endeavored to search my very lost soul- the purpose of my being the reason for...

It's an oft-used term by poets and writers alike when they are in a dearth of ideas and creative impulses. I often find this in journals...

Simi went for a safari with her troupe of four friends into a non-descript jungle of Karnataka. The woodland was the shelter to a halo of...

I wish I could peruse your mind into the recess of my heart, where myriad stories find its own epilogue. I wish I could jump uphill...

Kimo was sitting by the sea; waves splurging onto her bare legs and then receding back to its source. It was a small quaint village on...

Yesterday, in the evening, I went for a pillion ride on a scooter with my friend. It's been a long time since I had been part of a trip...

As my lips rest on thine, I forget for a moment it's your or mine. When our frames coalesce, our earthly forms transcend from matter to...

The little black boat was there for long ferrying commuters to and fro; The oars were used by familiar cold hands, The boat made of wood...

The whistling of the train as it starts its expedition- With promises made to unravel mysteries Hidden in treasures in places unseen and...

As nights give way to days, Darkness translates into the sunlight, Despair radiates into rays of hope, Frosty winter precedes joyful...

A yellow variegated leaf settles on the corrugated tin roof where dust is old and sticky; finds shelter nearby a dried coconut shell...

Clouded grey sky, Soft breezes touching the petals, vulnerable to breakage. The pollens running away in escapades, to places undisclosed,...

As I intend to write- I falter for the right words, Some pertinent phrases, Which might delineate her forthright. Longing for me to...

"Standing in front of the glass door at mid-noon When the sun reaches the center, I see my reflection And I stare back at my shadow." "A...

Springs of love, Dews of passion, Autumn comes with renewed hope After months spent in anguish. Nimbus clouds pass by-- Amorphous, dark,...

A rainy day sparks a host of memories...from my school days till now. Rains are formed when clouds become dense and dark...when they...

Rubrics of life. Tangibility of thoughts. Fecundity of ideas Manoeuvred by reality. Levelled roads, steep mountains. Red bricks,...

From the ashes shall I reborn Like the phoenix will I rise- Through the crevices of my heart Shall divine light abide. My sorrows are my...