1. And we danced, Together
The night peeped through its blankets, perhaps a little shy It was a clear cloudless moonlit starlit sky For a mile or more there was no one in sight And we danced, and danced…. All through the night I can still hear the music...
2. An Artist and his Muse
She stares and stares and stares into what, no one knows as though caught for eternity in that canvas and preserved for posterity Please find the story here: An artist and his muse P.S: The painting called “Girl with the pearl...
3. இன்னும் தேடுகிறேன்...
My first attempt at a poem in tamil… pls bear with me guys!! please view this in Internet Explorer coz the font will not be visible properly otherwise… இன்னும் தேடுகிறேன் உன்னை...
4. The Diverged Roads
This Story was published in “Chicken soup for the Indian Teenage soul”. is this abstract? is this concrete? is this a story? is this just a musing? I leave that for you to decide… i jus pen down what haunts me the...
5. There lay an angel!
Is this poetry? is this prose? I know not the answer for this riddle…but the words poured out and I couldn’t help it. There lay an angel… Her eyes sought some long lost picture But all she could see were people...
Words, Pages and Books
Its been a long time since I have updated my blog. I sure owe you all an apology. Jus been a little caught up with certain other ventures. Well being back from a big long break, the first thing I want to write about is a review of five of my favorite Books. I have been tagged many a time with this request...
kurai ondrum illai
I’m neither an atheist, nor an agnostic I’m neither a believer nor am I a non-believer I’m merely an observer I have jotted down purely what I have observed Please find the story here: kurai ondrum illai P.S: The picture is that of a friend who is actually sitting on the rocks along the...Strangers
A Stranger’s footsteps echoed through my ears I could hear a voice amidst all the commotion How familiar it all seems? How strangely familiar a stranger feels…. “Am I doing the right thing?” she asked herself a hundred times. She had known him barely more than a month, he had asked and she had said...This won’t hurt a bit
Some tortures are physical and some are mental,But the one that is both is dental.It is hard to be self possessedWith your jaw digging into your chest,So hard to retain calmWhen your fingernails are making serious alterations in your life line or love line or some other important line in your palm Those...Me…. I feel not… I only see&...
Staring outside on to the crowded streetsAd-midst all the noise, commotion and scorching heatI have stood behind a single glass doorand welcomed people into the store I have been here from when the first customer walked in.With a smile on my face and the best of all clothes, I said “come on...Calvin says
“Its no use! Everybody gets good enemies except me.”
by Bill Waterson
by Bill Waterson
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