Beside the window a river flows & the breeze blows a blurry haze envolpes like a new bride the whole sight sighs. The chestnut themed wood stands still holding my belief firm roots that feel strong pass on an unknown energy harmony leading to synergy. I sit on my arm chair just near the window…
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Letters
We have moved to an edge where information is at our fingertips and the mediums to send it across are multiple! Be it any app, the internet has made it possible to share information with so much ease. However, I was wondering about a time when e-commerce was not there and one had to sit…
Live & let live.
Human beings are the most complex beings of all. Probably because they are the most intelligent ones. But does it mean being such creatures , we ought to ‘intelligently’ dig our own graves ? Well, today we are doing just that. There are certain things that have been bothering me since last week & unless…
Love beyond definition.
The serpentine way meandered its way into the thick sandalwood forest and seemed to be lost in the wilderness. The thick canopy hindered the view of the night sky. The silence had a spooky echo in it. “We will reach the highway faster if we cross this dense forest. And then we can take a…
Social Media: A double-edged sword
From having the Y2K era to instantly connecting on various platforms of social media, we have all come a long way. Somehow personally I had never been comfortable with this virtual space. I always felt this world to be deceptive and not real. However, everything changed and so did I. A lot has changed in…
Chai & Conversations
“Why did he not tell me to stop? Why does it always have to be me? I am so done !” “Ma’am , what should I get you?” the waiter interrupted her thoughts. “Ahh…. Yes I need one lemon tea please. Just that for now … and may be silence !” The waiter smiled and…
Shades of Tangerine
I don’t need those, those red roses lusterless tired & waiting in the hands that crave for a meal. I don’t need those, those yellow roses devoid of the shine having thorns of your ulterior motifs that crave to use a chance. I don’t need those life less promises bereft of sincerity smelling of half…
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