Pain seeps in Deep.. Deeper in us Hopes break trust shakes faith dwindles..fades Life is not mathematics The calculations fail us Logic fails us.. Thoughts crumble Success..the craving for it... fades Don't sulk at the truth When you face it There will be resurgence Fake hopes glitter for a while But truth prevails And if you deny not, ...Read More
Love is never a constant. Especially human love. There is nothing you can count on. There is nobody that will stay. The lips that pursed up with anger and impatience, bordering on hatred and malice yesterday may as well kiss ...Read More
Dear Capt Rowe, I was shocked when I heard you were no more. On the threshold of Diwali, you have gone away quietly, leaving tears in my eyes, without letting a soul know what you were feeling. Probably, you knew it ...Read More
Imagination is for things That are not. Either just not there Or were had and lost. So fantasy or pain of loss. Tolkiens have exclusive rights To the former While mine is a larger group Called the romantics. Membership demands are Very democratic. All you need are problems Of personality and Some masochism: ...Read More
I was a tad surprised when he told me that he wouldn’t be able to meet me late evening since it was late, and he would have to return home. You don’t always expect guys to rush homewards just because ...Read More
Nafisa sat perched on the edge of her terrace, reading a poignant tale of lost love. Kemal was trying to absorb the fact, that his beloved Fusun was now a happily married woman. Each word in the story reflecting his pain ...Read More
Everyday, I die a little - for I haven’t told you everything Everyday, I cry a little - for the beauty of you breaks me Everyday, I battle with demons that haunt my unsleeping spaces And pray to unseen gods who pull the ...Read More
In her dreams, Innayat always woke up to the enchanting and re-assuring sound of the morning azaan, and opened the windows, which her nani would slyly shut after she had slept. The morning breeze would bring with it, freshness and a whiff ...Read More
"Krish be careful with that skateboard!" shouted my husband Sunil from the living room. Krish is five and already a little athlete but Sunil is an over-protective father. We have fought many times over this. Somehow Krish always manages to reassure his father ...Read More
I don't know where you are.. where you will go I do know you came from a place of light and laughter because when I looked up and saw your eyes I saw only sunshine and unblemished hope. I remember you as my childhood.. You in a hill side cottage ...Read More
She stood at the end of the long gali. He was waiting still. Standing patiently, peeping from behind the yellow minaret next to the big gate. Hundreds of pigeons sat on the gate's rusted iron rods and the pale, cold cement of ...Read More
He is mine… all mine. No, not all mine. A part of him belongs to her as well. He says he loves me, has always loved me, for as long as he can remember. But he lies, I can see it ...Read More
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