A Tribute to Love
The old man stood facing the grave. The muddy soil, fresh from rainfall the night before, spoilt his boots. He coughed loudly. His son, sitting
Penmancy Anthologies
Lessons Not Learnt
Riverlike it swells, till a crescendo Denouncing my ardent mother inept Mocking that she wasn’t probably pronto I smirked, in future, I will be adept
Where There is a Will
It had been a very exhaustive day for Siddharth Mehra as he was interviewing a group of young men for the post of a junior
The Lament Of The Empty School
Children in uniform are my heartbeat, What bids them to stay away for so long? My classrooms used to be their safe retreat. My bustling
A Break Through
The essence in the survival of soul Lies in to nurture, sustain and upkeep As the finite worldly coil comes in scroll With hope and
Where the Heart Can See
Not a drop of rain. Extreme food crises had manifested widespread famine. Malnutrition and death due to starvation and infectious diseases engulfed the village. “We
The Path Taken
“What would you do if I leave this world before you?” “Sanjay, you must be awarded for asking the bride such an amazing question just
Death In Paradise
Anjuna is a quiet, laidback coastal village in Goa, and the police station does not have a busy schedule. The toughest cases they usually get
Hiroshima Shadows
Hiroshima, the bomb blast shook our core Haunting shadows were imprinted for days Sixth August nineteen forty-five haunts many more Enola Gay, the atom bomb
Ear Marked Route
The white expanse stretching endlessly was blinding him. He wondered if it had been foolish on his part. It was the fifth day since he
They Dared to Dream
They dared to dream of better tomorrow, Ostracised, humiliated, exiled. They took the plunge and swam against the flow, Challenged a society ossified. An ode
The Family Tradition
Sheena rested her head on Siddarth’s chest, caressing his beard. He engulfed her into a warm embrace. “Ouch! This locket is going to pierce into
Imprecation
Hafeez had been climbing for the better part of an hour. Another hour remained until his destination. The view was wonderful. Moss covered pebbles, like
Does Love Ever End?
I always wonder, does love ever end? And when it ends, does one feel crestfallen? A woebegone heart, can we ever mend? Doesn’t a heartache,
Instant Karma
“Do you think we can do this?” asked Pete. “Of course! Let’s strike this place off our bucket list,” said Jim. The soaring temperatures burned
Jallianwala
Jallianwala massacre sent chill In minds of every Indian I met, If patriotism was lifesaving pill, This incident one would never forget. A story, that’s
The Cairn Storm
The Oberois’ were shifting into their new pad. Ashima, the young architect and also the newly wedded wife of the owner Harsh Oberoi had taken
The Journey up the Mountain
The village nestled against the backdrop of the majestic mountains was breathtakingly beautiful. Picturesque locales, lush greenery, and peaks cloaked with mist. Raina felt as
Look at me!
Put down your phone, mum, won’t you look at me? Poised on a red dragon, I’m by your side, Scattering gold, I found under the