The Cairn of Dreams and Desires
After a hectic day at work, the sight of kids playing ‘Lagori’ or seven stones games as it is called, brought a rejuvenating smile to
a coven of creative characters
After a hectic day at work, the sight of kids playing ‘Lagori’ or seven stones games as it is called, brought a rejuvenating smile to
As I entered my office, a dilapidated building with shattered window panes, a tottering wooden table with snapped edges, I realised that I shall miss
They were mere stones. Pale, grey, dark and round, atop each other. Mere stones for the passers-by. But meant more to us. I, Sana and
“Oh God! How long this test will continue?” said Ramesh, crestfallen, hitting his fist on the table. “It’s okay, Ramesh,” counseled Raja, his childhood friend
Krishna was perplexed to see a letter addressed to her in the post box. The only communications that came through post were promotional brochures, wedding
About a dozen boys, between the ages of eight and fourteen, were jeering at him. He in turn was making the situation worse for himself
“Om mani padme hum.” Bodhin’s soft voice reverberated in the cave. Breathing in the crisp, morning air he tried to find a sound to focus
“Aeee Matki, shoot!” Radha screamed. The puny guy hurled the ball in an arch. It hit a pile of stones in the centre of the
The armchair-cum-wheelchair had lost its stuffing, and I was sinking in it. Just like my life; if it weren’t for Jehaan, my partner in all
Monday morning, the busiest day of the week, I received a phone call. It was from my dad, who lived in a remote village. I
The ramshackle stall’s make-shift shutter was closed today. Ankit’s gaze shifted to one of the stilts. Still the same, resting on a cairn methodically made
“Will!” I heard Ginny bleating my name. She trotted over, and playfully butted her head with mine. “The new arrivals will be here soon. I
Today, I stood beside his windowpane, Silk sheers rustled, and the moon stopped to glow Through the pall, highlighting the bloody stain. My heart whispered,
Snigdha’s pulse was racing. Sweat trickled from her forehead, her throat felt parched. She felt his intense gaze pierce through her back. She adjusted the
The blissful blooms on the hills and low plains Are a pleasure for every soul in pain Radiant smile flashes as we travel on trains
Sophy’s Quatern has left me in a mess, I just can’t think of a poem to write. Last week I spent two hours with no
Ratna was excited, finally, the day had come she would join her family. She smiled at the feeling of her Raju Annan’s love, she imagined