3y ago

A Blurred Window

Yet, his form appears clear, fresh as the raindrops I stare at.

3y ago

Wisening with Contact Lens

Painful Humour as a Part 2 to my Post The Spectacles.

3y ago

Brownies and Ice Cream

A classic combo teaching much about life. #TheWriteChoice

3y ago

Make Me a Child Once More

A tearful plea to the divine mother. #TheWriteChoice

3y ago

Tear-streaked Cheeks

Are tears worth as much as time is? #TheWriteChoice

3y ago

The Garden at Midnight

Silence hides many secrets. #TheWriteChoice

3y ago

Of Dolls and Memories

Don’t let the child in you die. #TheWriteChoice

3y ago

Bhai: a Flood of Memories

His last embrace was that by the raging seas below. #TheWriteChoice

3y ago

Krishna

How can one write poetry about poetry itself? But I tried...

3y ago

“Free”

Those apparently ‘easier’ days of life

3y ago

Chapter 4: Rakhi Brother (Finale)

All is well that ends well.

3y ago

Chapter 3: Déjà Vu

What to do when the past is the present?

3y ago

Chapter 2: Smiling in Agony

What shows not on paper, shows in real life.

3y ago

Chapter 1: The Phone Call

An army man’s daughter must not cry.

3y ago

Silence

The friend whom we long for when it’s gone; yet it’s always there.