Human vulnerabilties play see-saw with the sunset.
Never write a poem to undo the mistakes of an obsolete older one.It would be like using hate as the antidote to love,And it never can be.
In this town, romantic love worked like a game of Pass-the-parcel; everyone was so full of love but could not claim ownership to it fully.
Your gaze is caught in the swirling waters, unaware of the stronger undercurrents
But all I have got right now is the echo of my own voice inside the tunnel and those of people reaching out, from their respective tunnels.
They handcuffed the word Yester night, with the charge of being archaic. It is sin, to leave such a word of beauty, to rot in the past. I shall bail the word out, for yester night makes all the sense in the world. I can hear the word melt in my mouth. Yester night, I... Continue Reading →
It becomes easier to trust moments if you have written them down; saving all the intangible moments in a web of forever.
I kept thinking about the possibility; of hibernating, nice and balled up comfortably inside the black coat and yellow layers of a mustard seed.This was the new plan.
In India, if you are a female suspect in a crime, the crime is that you are female. Trial by media is not a completely new phenomenon in the news broadcasting industry. But when it comes to reporting crimes, especially if the suspect is a female, hell breaks loose. Media personnel along with the politicians... Continue Reading →