To the long evening talks, to the short Ajmera walks, to the values you taught, and throwing away foods that rot. To being a bride, those bumpy auto rides, to the faces you made, and the cakes we smeared. To the streams of rant, to the walls dabbed with paint, to the jokes weContinue reading “#Swarun Again!”
She sat by the shore. The cold water rhythmically wet her toes now and again. Some more and then no more. She inched closer to the water. She sadly stared out at the man in the water, helplessly flailing his arms around. She wished she could help him. But she’d just come out of theContinue reading “Pool of tears.”
Graciously Yours! P.S. : Because on some days even words fail to express!
They say if you blink, you miss it. We waited impatiently, clicking pictures of others and selfies of ourselves, being photo bombed and photo bombing others, all the while creating memories which we probably wouldn’t refer back to again. Not because they wouldn’t be memorable. But because we create too many of them these days. WeContinue reading “The Presence of The Past.”
As her hand moved across the sheet, She created the man she always wanted, Putting her dreams on paper for all, She wanted the world to worship him. She gave him deep dark eyes, A mane of hair enviable even by women, A nose as straight as a string, A smile to floor with justContinue reading “Her Art.”
Staring ahead fondly, She looked at her beau, White skinned among her coloured relatives, He was the object of affection. And speculation. Graciously Yours!
So a friend kept asking me how I while away my Sundays if I have no office work or studies to look into? I kept wondering about exactly what I do. Not anymore. I surf Pinterest and then do this : That’s my ‘Beauty in the Monotony’. Graciously Yours!