Added a few more lines to this post. Brumal tales woven through the fringe of her eyelashes, her eyes curled in soft crinkles. Her gaze, habitually aloof, drifted outside the thatched cottage. ” How did you come to know that drover?” he asked sternly. Suddenly her luscious eyes grew paler. Her glassy face mirrored theContinue reading “everlasting”
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beloved supriya
I feel so thrilled to share an old post that I inadvertently came across today. Hope you enjoy it. Happy reading! Those impassioned, rhapsodic lyrics undulated gently upon my ears in a sublime mellifluous cadence. An irresistible power devoutly cajoled me into discovering the source of sweetness. Driving through the night I desperately peered intoContinue reading “beloved supriya”
closer
” Winter is the bluest of blue. What colour is summer?” ” I beg your pardon?” She’s within the earshot that’s why she is asking (and I can hear her too!) “WHAT COLOUR IS SUMMER?” The highest pitch invariably lubricates its way to the person within the earshot. “Black,” “WH…AT??” “IT’S BLAAACK!!!” She is drawingContinue reading “closer”
i won’t ride you
I stepped down the ball-girls place quickly and swathed my face with a dusty brown scarf. Running my eyes across I slinked past the market by making swift strides. On reaching home I removed the scarf and knocked on the door. Rat-a-tat-a-tat! But the door came unstuck abruptly as it was already open. The voiceContinue reading “i won’t ride you”
my first anniversary
Warning! : Rotten Humour is injurious to health. The reader is requested to read at his/her peril. A close look-see exposed the news to my view. I’m a year old ( WordPress is lying! ) and 195 wisest people of the world chose to follow me without any noticeable regrets! And maybe I am justContinue reading “my first anniversary”
in the forest
A detached calm and unabashed power branded his craggy visage. A lacuna would deputize for the stoic, the heartening splendours of humane spirit, the grit and glory of the gold dust but I will call him the brute. The scent of mossy soil mingled with that of wild plants and bustling creepers that carpeted theContinue reading “in the forest”
vista
Incandescent peaks of halcyon hills seize your gaze in the evening when weary sun grazes those hilltops and sky simmers with crimson, vermilion, azure and milky white lights. Slowly a fiery red flush creeps over the valley and spills around the horizons sprinkling the sneaky woods with a soothing blush. Leisurely the dimming sky gathersContinue reading “vista”
selling habits
It’s a desolate place to be where the finger of blame and suspicion falls. Sooner or later you return to your fold and let them embellish their hand-pumps to use as the tipping bin. You no longer make allowance for the heaviness of heart, the pitch-blend, dramas that devour your peace. Your flesh crawls andContinue reading “selling habits”
a fetish for live-with-ability
” We are here to explore our potential, conduce to humanity rather than finding evidences to bear out our live-with-ability. “ To be as you feel yourself a good person and focus on doing what you want to do – is being a good person and is enough. Sometimes being that un-live-with-able person is aContinue reading “a fetish for live-with-ability”
some personal responsibilities
“If you’re only to make me feel worst about me, don’t come.” Said I looking at a distant cloud in the sky. I heard your footsteps slowly ebbing away. I didn’t look back. I knew how hard it was for you. You could only come to me to feel better about yourself by pointing atContinue reading “some personal responsibilities”
