My colours

Many would have seen paintings; some of you might be the creators of one. I fall in the second category. Yes, I paint. i love playing with colours. Bright, dark and some really shiny....

Angels come in all forms

Long time back, I used to read this little magazine called Children’s digest. I remember the stories, the puzzles and all the heart touching stories. Most of all, I remember something else too… something...

Everything happens for a good

Arthur and his family consisted of himself, his pretty wife and his two lovely daughters. They ha recently shifted to a new neighbourhood and were slowly adjusting to the new surroundings. Every Sunday, they would...

Let us let go, someday…

Something that never changes You are always answerable to it, Those things are carved in away, They never fade, they never jade, Just to remind you that It was that day... The day when came camouflaged No one recognized the fate, Everyone...

A leaf and the Book of Life

Green bright, brilliant and shine, the life we all visioned through eyes within. Just like leaves the messengers of seasons unaware of the decrees of NATURE. Genial sunlight, breezy day, soothing twilight, drizzling rains that's all it takes. to grow a leaf...

With and Without Dreams

The way ahead is unknown and I keep losing the sight when I am lost so deep I find it hard to find me Dreams keep roaming around taking wondrous forms and colours I wonder if  they are a part...

BOULEVARDS…

Lets take a stroll through the woods, where ivy is dancing like a nymph, cypress is changing to green, the ravine is feeling serene. Flora around is so mesmerizing, like zephyr having nature's spirit, the path leads through grassy wafers, herons feasting on fishes at...

A little too not over you

Memories are sometimes supposed to fade and all this while she’d been wishing for the same. Ever heard of an entire field filled up with pretty white lilies. She was walking through it. The...

The last flight of the butterfly …

Walking down the misty street of winters I came across a dying butterfly, weak, pathetic was her condition, intended to help I asked her how. "You came in this world as thorny larva crawling, creeping through twigs n leaves. Your...

Maybe it was love

It happened at the end of September two years back. We were driving some campaign and I was required to find people from different colleges. And so I met him. For the first time I met a boy who didn't ask...

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