A right Of expression Choices and decisions What if wrong in your opinion My life Power To speak, act, think Work with my own reason Without subjection to any Self Read More
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Seema switched on the washing machine and started packing lunch before going for a shower. The buzzer went off just as she got ready for work. She instructed her teenage Read More
A chilly winter morn, I was sleeping sound Unlike an alarm, woke up to an ebullient sound Eager to join the gaiety, I walked out the gate Winged guests shuffled Read More
I started my journey on a winding road As spirited as a traveller sole Eager to satiate my weary soul Miles and Miles, undeterred I rode The mountains made my Read More
In a garden grows a beautiful flower Growing in bunches on an earthly bower Its yellow orange petals look like gold It has a musky scent with soothing power Carrying Read More
I stumble upon a serendipitous find Nostalgia grows, of times left behind My confidante once, my old diary Hard bound cover and red ribbon lined Snippets of my life its Read More
Dear Papa, “Puttar”, was what you called me. Neither we were Punjabis nor I was your son but still with great conviction you would proudly assert to everyone that both Read More
It was a hot summer day. Ghosh Babu reached the bank and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the sweat on his face. As he entered the Read More
When the moon is up and the stars are shining brightOur hearts break into an aria of love so melodiousAnd our eyes capture the image of the beauteous night Hours Read More
Amrita switched on the bedside lamp as soon as Neil fell asleep. She picked up a book when Daniel walked in and snuggled beside her. “Time to go to bed Read More
A railway line was going to being constructed in the hilly town of Badalkot and the Consulting Engineering team was visiting the site for the first time. It was a Read More
Sonali sat by the window looking at the sunset. It was her routine to spend the afternoons reading, followed by a quick nap to freshen up before Girish came back from Read More
I crossed the street everyday The deserted garden stared at me in dismay Until one day I decided to peek Not knowing exactly what to seek To a place unknown Read More
Oh Spring! Harbinger of my sorrow, You are the reason I don’t believe in tomorrow. The roses and the Jasmine that bloom, For my poignant heart, it only spelled doom. Read More
