The dingy room stank heavily of nauseating bodily odour and semen. The lack of circulation made the space hot, sultry, humid and heavy. Paan spits
Author: Lakshmi Ajoy
Lakshmi is an entrepreneur, an artist and a spiritual healer from Mumbai. She loves writing small poems and creative stories in her free time. Writing helps her to give wings to her imagination and live her dreams.
That Quantum Leap
Revered sir, you guide me well, Through wise spell, Loving heart with insights deep, Ah! Precious knowledge, I sight, And just write… With faith held,
The ‘Trans’formation
The Padmanabha Swamy temple bells resounded the morning airs jolting the city wide awake. It was the Brahma Muhurtam hour at the temple city of
The Saviour
It was a dark night with nagging, pounding rain, pelting down on asbestos rooftop of the tiny shanty, perched upon dangling rocks. Kamal Nadru’s large,
Ollie’s Healing
The night skies were set ablaze with myriad colours… Hot flames shimmered through in fierce yellow and burnt orange as hungry flames licked the ginormous
Impetus
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Nature Calls
Nature, a tapestry, richly bountiful and Divine, Beyond which colours and patterns, can certainly not entwine. A rhythmic melody of symphonic sounds in a gentle
Caveman’s Secret Sauce
The entire book is a treasure of sheer wisdom from life experiences that is a must read for everyone who seeks answers to the myriad questions hovering upon the physical form.
Slaying in Style
Kailash was bustling with activity. The blinding snow was neutralised by a plethora of colours strewn across. The entrances to the caves were decorated with
Sprinkle, Sprinkle, Pixie Dust
Sprinkle, sprinkle, pixie dust, Over the stars, lest they rust! Little fairy, flying so high, You’re the princess of the sky. When the floral hues
Curator of Corals
14th February, 2027: Principality of Monaco It was the day of love; a new beginning towards a greater purpose. The skies sparkled bright with the
Bella’s Anointment
The night skies sparkled with magic from the Heavens. God mother fairy had announced Little Bella as the new tooth fairy tonight in a grand
Thy Tender Touch
Vessel of abundance, Ever so merciful, Showering blessings, boons, Seeped in prosperity, Enriching; nourishing, Lit up to quench queer minds. Of your inner calling, Filled
The Divine Purpose
12th June, 1244: Konya, Khorasan Province, Old Persian Empire (current day Turkey) It was the first time I set my eyes on him. Shams, the
School Bells
The tintinnabulation of school bells, Resounding through the majestic corridors, Reminder of the playful times and impish grins, Those golden memories of yesteryears. Resounding through
The Staggering Sacrifice
His quaint ashram on the outskirts of the Kurugram forest was a sight to behold. While splendid flora in myriad layers and thriving wild fauna
The Reunion
The recreation ground was at its usual tranquil self. Calm and peaceful. You reach there at the first break of light creeping into the morning
Twin Surprise
Pia was excited at the thought of visiting her maternal home for the first time after marriage over dinner. She chose her favourite lilac sequined