Hope
When you’re lost, how do you know you’re on the right track again? You don’t. You just keep walking and hope you’ll reach somewhere.Sometimes you do.
Map Of Emotion
Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
A Laundered Life
I feel like my life is being scrubbed with a very hard brush and industrial-strength detergent.
NovelRace 11: The Long, Dark Teatime Of The Writing Soul
My last NovelRace update was ages ago. I can’t quite explain why there hasn’t been one in all this while. Have I not been learning? Far from it.
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Crashing Point
I couldn’t sleep. I knew I had to. I stared in the direction of the wall in trepedition. I knew the clock’s hands were inching towards the crashing point. Perhaps they had already passed. I was too scared to switch on the light and check. If they had passed the…
The Girl At The Bus-Stop
I particularly remember the details of a particular journey. It stands out in the multitude of other daily routes and frequent destinations that would checker the rest of my working life. I used to take an AC bus to work each morning where I was spared of the usual Mumbai…
Annie-Mal & A Girl Called Chris
I’m drawn to my memories of certain books that once possessed me. This one reminded me of a girl I once knew.
Locked Heart
You cannot make someone love you. No matter how wonderful, talented, beautiful, fabulous, kind, generous or successful you are. It’s an immutable law of nature. Because the heart that is locked, contains its own key within it. Discovering that is every person’s individual quest and no one else has any…
Looking For Peace
I sat on the grass for a long time. It felt like it, as I breathed every second that passed. Even the quest for peace is unfamiliar.
From Ashes
How do you harvest imagination in a field of concrete & glass? You let it all burn down to ashes first.
At The End Of Fascination
The person I wrote this for, when he read it, told me, You don’t yet realize that we are beyond this. It was a fitting end in every way possible.