I am reading Indian literature these days and I come upon so many interesting things to read that I am running out of time. I truly am, but come on when am I not running out of time? So here I am, reading, writing and analysing, or to say trying to analyse the great works… Read More Self-Portrait.
If you have only one smile in you, Give it to the people you love. -Maya Angelou. But what are you left with afterwards? More smiles? Or a face with forged smiles? Just wondering…
“Until the lion learns to write, every story will always glorify the hunter.” Why is it so difficult for us to just try and see the other side of the coin? Why do we always have to glorify the one that need not be glorified? Why do we not notice the so obvious? Why… Read More Ever Thought Of This?
Sitting at the top of the mountain, In the open air, I couldn’t breathe in. Sitting near the holy pyre, The woods burning, I couldn’t even feel the fire. Sitting on the green earth, The flowers blooming, I couldn’t even reckon my birth. How can there be lack of water, Near… Read More Possibility Of The Impossible!
“Aandhere me jo bhi dikhe, us se darr hi lagta hai.” My friend said this to me yesterday. The literal translation of which is, “Anything that you see in the dark, is most certainly going to scare you.” And somehow I find that that this friend is always right and meeting him for this occasional… Read More An Unexpected One Liner.
I was standing in front of the dresser, the mirror reflecting my red dress to perfection, my hair, as always remain untamed and in order only as much as I could bid them to be in. The only accessory defining my body was a pair of diamond studs, glinting in the lights above me. I… Read More Love Or Lust?
I have my own doubts and reluctance when it comes to this poetry, if at all it can be called one. I wrote it almost a year ago, and have never come about to posting it. So now you know how much I was hesitant to share this with anyone. It has taken me a… Read More Why do You Hide From Me?