Putting things in order, running like a headless chicken days went by. It’s just a few weeks since Tim pulled up the stakes and moved to this small town of India. Clearly, he didn’t know anyone here from Adams. When his new po-faced neighbour Mr Dixit raved about the girl next door, his heart turnedContinue reading “gentleman”

tonight my projection

The ghost of accumulated dreams is finally laid _ I hedge my bets From tracles of suitors Who peer at the impish roses Adorning my raven hair Soaked with scented lores Of secret nights _ When I pass by the mirror Torrents of my silent odeillade embodying my passion are laid to waste as you’reContinue reading “tonight my projection”

a small token of gratitude

I yawned and leisurely picked up the newspaper and flicked a cursory glance. Yippee! India won! But..unfortunately I didn’t know much about cricket…Well, I wasn’t an artist, nonetheless, I decided to draw something. Then I grabbed a pen and wrote a letter of appreciation to the Indian Team. Dear Indian Cricket Team, I want toContinue reading “a small token of gratitude”


“She was thinking what I think she was thinking, wasn’t she?” Edward chuckled softly “Yes”. Bella lolled on the bed curling her arms around his neck. “I have a surprise for you” “Very honeymoonish” Edward approved. “Is it flowery?” “It’s feathery” Bella said ponderingly fixing her gaze outside the window. (That’s why movies fall flatContinue reading “feathery”

another blow in the chest

I woke up in 2021…They talked about the year’s demise. The cadaverous yesteryear, perchance, is still lurking in the venomous, moth-eaten chronicles. Putrifying, wafting off an exceptional noisome smell. Once again the year begins with a pound in the chest, completely knocking you down. Standing at the cul-de-sac my eyes glazed over the sable night.Continue reading “another blow in the chest”