500 years

500 years… And I’ll find a small terrace, so small that you’d never see it;500 years… And I’ll spot some speck of green, all natural, trust me!500 years… I’ll look above me and look again to see when and where I missed the sliver of blue.500 years… I’ll find my soft spot.


I have been thinking of the best opening line for this, but nothing comes to mind. For, with overwhelming emotions comes the risk of inaccurate articulation of the events that happened. So I will try to blurt it out without further ado. I still can’t believe this really happened. We had been to Jim Corbet […]


On an ordinary Sunday, as Ria sat for breakfast with her parents, her mind was very far away. She couldn’t forget the previous night. She couldn’t forget what she had experienced. And who would have believed her anyway? But maybe she could put down the words in her diary one day… whether someone read it […]


On the stormy evening She was looking for purple She was looking for off beats She was looking for mysteries On the stormy evening She was looking for long-lost friends She was looking for everlasting words She was looking for unending laughter She was looking for afternoons She was looking for stories She was looking […]

School friends

‘Call me as soon as you get home,’ she chimed. ‘When have I not?’ said the other, assuring her. This was the daily conversation they had before leaving for home from school. Eight hours of school, shared classrooms, playtime, and several other activities wasn’t clearly enough for them. They had to catch up even more. […]

Lonely Night

The stars were going out. The stars were going out one by one. The clouds were turning dirty green, and the moon was light blue. The rain drops had frozen mid air–not exactly frozen, but they hung loose mid air and refused to obey gravity. And night had become a sparkling shade of cream! C […]