The Summon

When will you come? When will you come, I mull as I tuck my cushion tights to loosen the scary thoughts gripping me. I switch on my warm yellow lamp to feel the missing warmth and lulled myself to sleep. I know one day the lamp is going to lose its quintessential post when you... Continue Reading →

Excel World

“Excel world!!” I remember shouting it with excitement when my distant relative agreed to take me to EsselWorld when I visit him in Mumbai. I was seven or eight at that time. Mumbai appeared a fairyland far away from my green land, Haryana. And here I am today after 20 years, gazing outside my office... Continue Reading →

Picture Perfect

I wanted a picture perfect thus I plucked and plucked till no one remained. ... I knew it was the end because with the imperfects Perfects too left. ... And all I got was an picture empty Mocking me along with the almighty.

The Incomplete

I am my unfinished story which I started few days back, and also those unread mails waiting patiently with my two-word chats. ... I am my midway left books which I arrogantly avoid to read again, and also those leftover potato chips Getting ruined besides my beer can. ... I am my unfinished painting staring... Continue Reading →

Get Set Go

Picked that black dressand wore the bloodiest lip-colorto go that fancy address.No no no...I didn't missthe latest lingo,or the guilty gossip,along with two vodka hits.Yes, I took timeto choose my mist and smile.Oh my my..But I forgot to hidemy same oldsad eyes.And yet again,I felt left aloneamong the clowned crowd.

More Than A Quarter

With this cold weather but a warm heart, it's once again time to bid farewell to the year, or should I say this bizarre year. When I look back at the quarter of life I lived, I can't stop myself from laughing while looking at those different yet colorful memories.  Life and I, we both had... Continue Reading →

Terrific

"Have you ever felt doubtful about anything?" "Aha! About everything, every second. Why? Are you now afraid?" "Nah. It's the confident ones, I am more afraid of."

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