“Damn!” Namjoon muttered under his breath as yet another lyric sheet lay wasted on the studio floor. It was 3 am in the morning, clumsy
Author: Seeta Iyer
Seeta Iyer is an avid blogger and story writer. She writes to self soothe and experience the thrill of creation. Personal stories, life lessons and humor attracts her.
Shameless Disco Heads
Uninvited, the abandoned they abound Cling on to you, partake in your loneliness A symbiosis, you like their intrusion overnight, they take over with craziness
The 12 Year Wait
The inky sky deepens as night walks along I run my hands gently over the coarse ground. The soft buds get disturbed, I apologize My
Home, Sweet Home
“Govinda, Govinda! Keep the line moving steadily,” volunteers directed the daily rush in the temple. Devotees from all around the country converged on this day
Chance – The Roll of the Dice
“Call the ambulance, now” I heard the scrambled screams around. The next few scenes were a blur, they all happened at once. I helped lift
Embosomed in You
A sweaty sheen, a flushed afterglow.Lub dub, inside, a rhythm divine pulsates.We lay embosomed, burning embers are dying slow. You whisper nothings; a delicious thunder
The Happy Shadow
I opened my eyes with a jerk and looked at the totally unfamiliar surroundings. KYANNNW! a short horn made me blink and swallow, I was
No One Killed…..Anyone
BAMMMMMMM…… “What?? Did he just shoot her?” I heard cacophony all around me. There were random shrieks evoking horror, disgust, fear and dread. “Call the
Thalakizha
“What will you gain by doing this?” I lost my balance and toppled over as I heard my mother’s voice. I adjusted the yoga mat
At the Crossroads of Love and Duty
“See Biji, the baby kicked yet again,” Veera placed her hand lovingly over her 8th month belly. “Oye hoye! bada shaitan hai!” (The baby is