The words remain unspoken throughout, yet, the heart is overwhelmed by numerous emotions. For the horizon of these words when the imagination is born, cannot simply be underrated. The dazzle is precious and shining. That rustic smell, that nostalgic touch […]Read More Dazzled
The saline entered his vein, drop by drop. As the bottle hung down from a rod, […]Read More The dribble
The very small flashing thoughts that we get into our heads every millisecond, may not be as significant and worth rethinking. But some of them are just so beautiful and genuine , that they just occur and vanish in the air- Puff! Just like that!! After that, even if we rethink about it , they […]Read More When the ink flows on the paper……
Amadeau de Prado. As unknown as the name sounds, it has made my world a little better place to live in recently. This protagonist from the movie “the night train to Lisbon” impresses the audience not only through his deep, meaningful eyes but also lets them hang on anxiously to his mysterical and mystical side. […]Read More Through the sprinkles of his thoughts
She looked at her watch. The mailman was half an hour late. Divya always thought of Raju, as her lucky mail deliverer who always brought some good news about her relatives with him, every week. After she turned her sand-clock upside down, thrice, her sharp ears heard the bicycle ring. A stranger riding a bicycle […]Read More Breathing for a glance
A spell is cast somewhere, out there, the moment you see a tiny water drop finding its way on a leaf, to the tip. Then it curves and falls on the scorned earth- the joy rising as pure effervescence. A spark is lightened, somewhere out there, the moment the unfed, mongrel dog glares at you […]Read More Magic
The steep, rocky, dry, snow-clad, heartless mountains in Leh seemed to take a toll on my soul (technically, my airway). The icy dryness was cracking my core. The trip to the north was failing to soothe me. Instead, I was looking for some warmth, to help me go on. As I was about to kneel […]Read More An Incantatory Call
They say that happiness is hidden in nooks and corners of that hidden cracked walls which comes out all of a sudden and takes us into it’s arms by surprise. What if I say it’s true and is experienced in reality. The feeling is just incomparable and incapable of being reversed. You just get swooped […]Read More With a windy gush cometh happiness!