In the crowded streets, And in the dead of the night; In the beats of that old song, And in the fear in his eyes; I could hear them call out, They were calling my name. In the blank pages of my diary, And in the early morning sunrise; In the breathless daily routine, […]Read more "The Girl With The Hazel Eyes"
It happened on one afternoon, when I was walking to a nearby restaurant with my friend, my friend walked ahead of me and got inside the restaurant and as I turned around to toss my hair behind my shoulder and take off my sunglasses, I noticed that I didn’t have a shadow. Needless to say, […]Read more "Shadowy Existence"
“I’ve never felt so alone in my life”, she kept muttering to herself the night she was to leave for her solo trip. She laughed at the timing of her solo trip. Here she was desperate to be held and to be loved, and the next thing she was going to do was hop on […]Read more "The Mountains Are Calling"
She was an odd girl. Pretty, slightly lanky with deep seated eyes. Some would say she was borderline creepy. But most would say she was odd. There was something so off about her. She would walk amongst the others in the college corridors as if she were a ghost. She literally would float through the […]Read more "Alone, Alive"
Last night I had a dream. I was walking out of my house. And with every step I took, the floor turned to green moss, the walls turned to trees laden with creepers, the air changed from the AC room to cool breeze mixed with the scent of too many flowers. I kept walking towards […]Read more "Laughter or Life"
“There are two types of drinkers; those who drank to enhance their personalities and those who sought to take something away.” – Haruki Murakami Warning: This is not the regular two men in a bar kind of story you’d expect. It is not funny. So, proceed with caution. The other day I was at a […]Read more "Drink It Up"
For the longest time, I’ve wondered what kind of a woman am I. As we grow older and meet more people in our life, we also hear about different versions of ourselves. Friends, exes, people we once called friends, family, broken ties, colleagues etc., each one presents to us a version of ourselves. And at […]Read more "That Kind of A Woman"