Lost in the Noise of Purpose
Not all of a sudden, neither a planned effort it was and it had to be. It became either one when I came and sat down to write this idea of a thought. This, as minutely is been observed, has…
How Music, Painting, and Poetry Mattered More During Covid-19
We were locked in our homes and our busy schedules came to a pause. You are also one of them who have spent hours reading and writing something interesting and must have bound yourself with the poetic words, new music…
At The End Of The Day
“Before this beginning, if the pages weren’t blank, I wouldn’t have begun. Empty that that is, a world of wonders, it becomes rather relevant to compose whether it creates meaning or it doesn’t… It just better to keep it filling…
Undo: The Diary Entry of A Nobody
Whatever hour this may be, in whatever motivation I’m into; allow me to put in motion some thoughts chaining me back. Gracious that person may be, whom I chose to be mine. Somehow a thread ripped apart the entire sweater…
Kabira and His Beginning
Once upon a time, there was a shepherd named Kabira, who longed to live across the bridge with his sheep. He had a small hut, a small shed, and a small no of sheep in the herd. His income from the…
Never To Look Back
As if the new world out there is down and dusted, leaving nothing but stones; to hit and get hit. Hit Hit me harder if I may, show mirror to the ones in need, of lessons once taught are now…
Everything, Everywhere
A known friend of mine once asked me if I knew what was the most important thing to do in life. I couldn’t answer his immediate query and I think no one can; in one speck of time. And then…
Cyclewala (The Cyclist)- V
“There’s a river that keeps on flowing. There’s a sun that keeps on staring and there’s a life that keeps on going.” The Cyclist kept on cycling his life for days to come. Shutting himself away from the world, and…
Cyclewala (The Cyclist)- IV
When the whole world seemed burning down into angry ashes, he swept into the ocean of his favorite books shutting the doors and windows leading his way to the endless night. The manuscripts are pure enlightenment, he alleged if the…