Kamustha Folks! A bored teacher and a even more bored climate decided to hold a meeting up in my head as the pencil decided to take notes my eyes grew bright and sleep planned an escape route out from the traffic of my brain and into the heads of fellow classmates. Disastrous The clouds […]Read More The fight among the clouds…
Caper His forehead lined with wrinkles a sly smile forming stuck in expression without any movement he lay down on the ground as the earth readied itself to accept him. He was a good man! Respected and feared but loved none the same. His eyes were always lost as they searched the verandas of […]Read More There lived a man.
Magnet “Well?” “You look beautiful.” “And you are not saying this because I have chosen you to be my best man?” “Mostly!” She grabbed one of the cushions in her dressing room and aimed at him. Everyone who knew them thought they would end up happy. Their friendship was a story straight out of […]Read More A FORGOTTEN WEDDING
Kamustha Folks! Creativity was indeed playing a game of hide and seek with me. After weeks of trying to jot down a successful poem, inspiration finally gave up the game. So today while I was trying to occupy enough space in the public bus with people pushing and pulling, I finally found the perfect story! […]Read More The boy who smiled when the garbage truck passed.
Kamustha Folks! A short story this time. Reprieve The first time I saw her was on a summer night. I never got a good look at her probably because my eyes had tears in them as I got out into the balcony trying to stay strong for my sister who just found out that she […]Read More JUST ANOTHER CANCER PATIENT…NOT REALLY!
Bitter An incident in 2015; the democracy of a democratic India saw a case worth not publicizing because it put forward a situation not seen in this country that grants rights to each and every citizen. What was the case? Marital Rape. A woman of this country came forward, daring to point fingers at her […]Read More Is it rape if it is legally allowed?
The world through the eyes of a child might be the purest version of it there is.Read More Self-center