Here I am, looking for a sign, On a quest, seeking the divine, Walking on an uncertain road, Looking for sorrows to unload, And I
Author: Sheetal Ashpalia
With a teenage son and a full time job, writing is what Sheetal enjoys in her spare time apart from singing and reading. She firmly believes that “Something beautiful is about to happen”.
Circle of Life
The tree whispers softly, gently I think it’s time to let me go With a deep sigh, the last flower falls down innocently. Tiny seeds
Sleep My Beauty
Sleep my beauty, now hush! Sleep well tonight I promise looking at you, I won’t weep Gently I sit, cradle you in my arms Feeling
Oh, Aubergine!
Oh, my belly! Do not grumble, be humble, I just scanned the fridge and found only brinjal. An eggplant some say, some call it aubergine,
Finding My Way Out
It was time! Of that, I was sure. I started pushing my way through the narrow tunnel. It sure was a tight squeeze. I had
Nine Months Wait
Oh, here she finally is In an instant, she is mine A joy cocooned in my arms Such a delight! As we both lay in
Left, Right or Straight
He turned back for a last glimpse of his home. It was a cold night. His home would be in mourning tomorrow. He imagined the
The Grand-Saint-Antoine
The Port of Marseilles, May 1720 The Grand-Saint-Antoine slid into sight. Port authorities at the French Port of Marseilles had been informed and they stood
The Love Story
“Give me a good reason, why we shouldn’t be doing this?” she looked at me. Fear mirrored her eyes. My throat felt paralyzed. I couldn’t
Nature’s Bounty
Yellow-orange hues, Transform the dark sky, Like a blushing bride, Dawn rises, so shy, Kissing night goodbye. How the wren warbles, On the window-sill, Luring
The Night’s Song
Nights waltz in, Filled with a song, Of their own, One that is silent, Yet melodious, Gliding through air, Unnoticed by mankind, Who remain asleep.
Her Secret
Jhimki’s mom wailed, “Hai Ram*! What is happening around us?” 17-year-old Jhimki rushed out to the small cubicle in their shanty. Her mother was seated
Beloved Conversations
The door opened with the chime of the bell, As they walked in, my heart swelled, ‘Oh! We missed you’ is all that they said,
The Reminiscence
They say that your life flashes in front of your eyes when you lie on your deathbed. And Shane was experiencing it. The picture was