New delhi — She screamed from down the hallway. Her voice shattering the calm of my sleep. “Mum, its Saturday….” I droned ritualistically. “That is not a valid reason for sleeping till noon!” I dragged mysel...
New delhi — Part true; Part Fiction Nothing was right. Nothing was clear. Unpredictability was the only constant. I was screaming as the agonizing pain spread all over my abdomen. I was lying in one of the innu...
Roma — I find myself at crossroads more often then I’d like. Mostly, the roads aren’t that radical and my choices would not define what I am to become. Every now and then however, I face contrasting routes,...
The Red Mail Van and the Black Car
My little list of uncertainties.
|The Silence feels more Silent Now|
The End of it all, begins right here.
But if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like you've been here before?
"Get out of the bed will you?"