Last night I had a dream- Where a little girl came walking down the lane… In her hand she held flowers And told me that they’re not for sale… I smiled at her, Thinking that is what she expected to see, But she looked at her flowers and said, “Fake smiles they can never […]Read More Last night I had a dream
My dearest, my dream-catcher, How you manage to weave a dream for me every time I try to sleep and make me smile is something I need to understand. Not because you do it too well, but because I want to learn how to do the same for you. Here I am, waiting for you. […]Read More Love Letter – 2
My Dearest, I sit here tonight, at my usual study desk, in a pensive mood. The wind is playing with the curtains and the moon is out in the sky for her nocturnal walk. I just don’t feel sleepy enough to crawl under my sheets yet. I am thinking of you. I have been thinking […]Read More Love Letter – 1
Famous Indian playwright, Mahesh Dattani, has played a key role in opening my eyes to the sordid truths that lie in the depths of our Indian society. I love his plays and have learnt many new things about the taboos that rule supreme in the Indian ideological paraphernalia. As a Nation, we are too stereotyped […]Read More The Unfortunate Indians
Most teenage dreams are shattered because of the slight differences that they fail to realize, between Love and Infatuation. I found an article on it in http://www.diffen.com/ and felt it is worth sharing. Hope you will enjoy reading this study. Love and Infatuation are both intense emotions that one feels for another person. These feelings are most often confused for […]Read More Where’s the problem?
“Hey! So, you were made last night?” “Yes… And I’m not so happy you know…” “Yeah… I can guess that from your tone… But what type are you?” “I’m really sad…” “Aww… That’s not good…” “Are you a happy one?” “Oh yes, I am a really happy one!” “It’s a pity we can’t see each […]Read More Song…
I have huge wings that I cannot hide and a feeling in my heart that I cannot deny. I am in such a fix that there is no going ahead and no turning back either. I am hoping to find an answer soon… But I don’t know how… I have never seen so much blood […]Read More Somebody is Me…
Dear Diary, I don’t know what was in it… What happened in those months and why is it gone now … But I’ll still like to pen down the beginning for you to know… May be I’m telling you more because I want to tell myself my story again… I don’t know. It was his […]Read More Dear Diary…
“We need, in a special way, to work twice as hard to help people understand that the animals are fellow creatures, that we must protect them and love them as we love ourselves.” ― César Chávez In which century are we? I am a dweller of Bangalore, India and outside the temperature is above 35˚C. […]Read More Stop animal driven carts!
My dear, beloved son, Years went by so swiftly that You’re already at the threshold of your twentieth birthday, And I am a little surprised To, all of a sudden, realise it, this way… I am sitting alone in my room tonight, Flipping through the memories in my mind, I have your album here at […]Read More A Letter from a Mother to her Son