The Micro Tale Journey Kick Starts!Read More Micro Tale #01
The story of an anonymous soul who spread love with her hazel eyesRead More Hazel eyes… They Didn’t Lie!
I hope everyone has their own stories of their window seat.Read More The Window Seat Stories
Some memories stay even if you force to forget. The roots of her Rakhi entangled my heart.Read More Force to Forget. Memories Do Stay
How I start off from my work place every evening and unwind myselfRead More Music | My forever companion
Listen to her valediction as she cried, “It’s time for me to go”Read More “It’s time for me to go”, she cried.
And that day it rained.. The bushes rustled, With the mighty winds, They danced and whistled, As the raindrops drizzled, The aura was electrifying, With thunderstorms clamoring, The kids played merrily, With the slushy waters, The environment became lush, Quenching the thirst of the barren, Green was the colour, And that day it rained!Read More The Rain!
The inexplicable words of a soldier. Followed by Dylan Thomas famous lines:
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light!
Beauty was defined not by the way you look,I shrugged off, uttering these words ogling from the nook.Read More Unveiling the true beauty
As she stood there, with her comely lined mascara eyes, That appealed from one to infinity, He started to have biased feelings. A feeling of insecurity without her, A feeling of envy, that scorched him. A feeling of amour, he still yearned for. He hated this ambiguous feeling for eternity. Like an irritation after a […]Read More The Dichotomy of Love