Your strength is in being together! You are nothing on your own! Some of you will leave us, most of you will stay, while still others may move on to be part of bigger things.Thus started every morning, with the Head Particle of Sand shouting out this message, to the Millions of particles listening. Written…
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The Writer
I see I observe I feel I absorb I write Some of my own Others I borrow from your life An actor A spectator Sometimes a playwright I play various roles In this movie called life A silent observer An emotional voyeur An active participant Your emotions are my need A thought springs from a…
Late
Viren was your quintessential Late Lateef. Late for appointments, late for work, late for everything. Why, he was even born two days AFTER the due date given to his mother for her delivery! It was a long-standing joke among friends that Viren would even be late for his own wedding and funeral. Well, at the…
Waiting
The night was balmy and stars studded the velvety darkness of the sky. The women were gorgeous, bedecked and bejeweled. They looked at each other, exchanging stories within those seemingly casual glances. Their eyes searched for him once more, with their husbands by their side. The Moon was being elusive again on Karwa Chauth night….
Why I keep Karwa Chauth and why should you keep your opinion about it to yourself
Karwa Chauth is an annual festival largely observed by women in the Hindi-speaking Northern and Central regions of India. It usually occurs 10 days before Diwali, and on this day women fast without food or water from dawn till they spot the moon, as they pray for a long and healthy life for their husband….
Homecoming
I HATE YOU!!! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I REALLY DO! I HATE YOU! The words still reverberated in Nishka’s ears as she remembered her last day at home. ‘Gosh! It’s been 5 long years’ she said to herself. Like she did every time her memory pulled her back into the past. . Nishka…
The Ragpicker
With each new day I start once more the salty sea air my perfume my riches strewn on the shore Your waste is my treasure your thrash brings me pleasure You use and throw my mountain of joy grows Crumpled candy wrappers like diamonds they shine the candy, your child’s reward the wrapper, mine A…
No Dairy, Sugarfree Ice-cream : Recipe included
I have a sweet-tooth, with a special weakness for Ice-creams. With Summer making us sweat I crave for a scoop of Ice-cream often. But we know that eating Ice-creams too often is not such a great idea, for your weighing scale. A few years ago when I came across this recipe for ‘ice-cream’ I was…
I want my words to…
Pic Courtesy:Google I want my words to touch you caress you like silk I want my words to burn you till under the fierce flame of them you wilt I want my words to drench you when you didn’t even realize there was rain I want my words to help you erase all your pain…
Death Tower
A while ago I wrote a story called Hot Shower, and had people ask me what happened next? Read on to find out 🙂 Varun thought he heard a whoop. Or did he? Everything seemed blurred through the fuzzy curtain of sleep and he turned, cocooned himself within the quilt and went back to sleep….