The Playground
Amidst a tussle between the time spent and the time left, there’s this huge playground. We played our games well and of course, we’ll be playing well in the future too. But this isn’t our game anymore nor are its…
Talk of Love and Dreams
I have done this before. This time, it has to be worth it. Let’s talk! Me: “Who are You?” Her: “I…
On the Train to Delhi
Perfectly enclosed in the 2nd AC wagon of Hoshiarpur-Delhi Express were my ambitions for a better tomorrow; just like the nth times…
The Background of Life
Who are we from the background of life or the absence of it? An outcome of the events around, getting believed and…
Self-reflection
Here it is, the old wall to bang. Well, no more but it is stupid. To know, there’s a wall and it…
From The Shore To The Skyline
Had it been a better place to spew dirt, it would have been plausible, But, you know, they already knew that we…
On the Passing Thought
Oh yes, tired I am and its the best one could be after a world of doing and not-doing, After all, who…
So Far, So Good
About the words, yes, they come from the lands distant enough to ever be visible, While trying to tie the knot between the dream and the reality, With the once infinite belief withering away from every shower of monsoon rains,…
Life Beyond Life
A life away from life and here is the air similar to the ones before, Casting away the existing darkness and shyness…
Speak, Dear Life
On the contrary, one should have picked up the thoughts much earlier, Drying in the oceans are ignorance of times untested yet…