#IdeaStory: Sea of Words
I’m drowning in a sea of words, she says
You don’t want to be rescued, he observes
So she asks if they can write a story together.
I’m drowning in a sea of words, she says
You don’t want to be rescued, he observes
So she asks if they can write a story together.
I’m going to treat every meeting like it is a date. Here’s what it means. Here’s why I mean it. A date.
As much as I complain about autorickshaws, I can’t deny they certainly improve the stuck-in-traffic experience. ‘If ur bad, I am ur dad.’
How do you find the will to go on, as an unbeliever faced with death? I struggled at my grandmother’s funeral.
Flowers & an endless supply of pens for you, Jaideep Khare. Written for an @alphabetsambar writing exercise on Clubhouse.
Being single in the city – by gender.
Glasses that have to be just perfect for the drink they contain.A plaintive voice asking Don’t you serve wine in wine glasses? accompanied by a distressed-disgusted look.Non-plussed over why it is such a big deal. Amused.Thoughtful…I can’t bear to sit on a bed that has anything on it…clothes, books, bags,…