Sachin wished to be Sachin and then he worked hard to be him. That’s why he is what he is. We “ain’t” him not because we never wish but we never work
IT’S ALL ORANGE FOR A WHILE and FIRST OF THE YEAR!
Last Evening, A sudden halt in rain, And it’s all Orange for a while! Corridor, Walls, Doors, stairs, Trees, Leaves, roads, cars and cycles. Everything for a while; is Orange!
A Script for Murder
I panicked like I had never before. I stood at the door with my ear stuck to it. Was this really happening? How had his day taken such a steep turn
Picture Story
A lazy Sunday afternoon after a sumptuous meal seemed disgusting when I had been instructed to shift all my old college notes from my room to the attic
Two Love Poems
If, I am asked, to live without you. I won’t cry and tap for you. Because I know, After a few hiccups, Storm in my chest will rest…,Maybe, by then
The Quirky Cradle
I was sitting on a wooden bench enjoying the cool breeze. The seawater was calm and poised and so was the ambiance too
Wishful Thinking
She remembered each moment they had spent together, at that time as friends. He waiting for her to finish her work, inviting her to give him company
The Sunrise
Mussorie was a real breather. We were a very different gang. Every one of us was ambitious. ‘The Dreamers’ was what we were referred to.
The Outcast
I walk the empty soundless halls of my high school. The sounds of emptiness and silence ringing in my ears. I showed up late
Birthday Wish
She was used to giving all of her life. She had given her childhood to her parents, her wishes for her sibling, her fun for her cousins,
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