I was in middle of nowhere, all I could see was someone in distant. I have seen her many times, since her face burnt in fire couldn’t recognize her
The Reason
Same old lines, same old threats. I’d grown tired of them arguing over and over again. Daddy wouldn’t change, and Mummy will never stop trying
THE GUILT
Like a rule. No, a ritual. She stood at my gate as I came out holding my coffee mug. It’s been almost a year since she started coming. I’ve still not gotten used to her.
REMINISCENCES
Prashant returned from the court straight to his apartment, ignoring the pleas of his parents to go over to their apartment. The divorce proceedings…
Life…
This Hindi poem tries to demystify the life and the way it is lived. Life is meant to live and not die. Why people do not choose to live their life freely.
From Wheelchair to Gardenias
Editor’s Choice: I remember squeezing my way into a packed elevator on a cloudy Monday morning in February, when someone spilled coffee on me. The lady was …..
Orphan
I had my head buried in my hands, and there were tears in my eyes. An unusual thing for me. Being a girl isn’t that easy. Being an orphan….there’s no telling
THE RAGING POND
The essence of his teaching, if it maybe called so, is ‘love all – weather a tree or a man or an animal, it is a better form of living instead of meandering aimlessly,
SPELLBOUND
He sensed that he was bound to earn the ire of some fury as he whacked at the tribe of mosquitoes hovering over his head .. perhaps sensing his undead demeanour
Murderer’s Intent
“A lovely rainy summers night tonight, get yourself a glass of wine and snuggle with your wife in front of the fireplace…” advise given by DJ Big Funk
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