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
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.
Words won’t stop, but I had to…Read More The Dichotomy of Love
The wistful memories of the Maldives! A girl, a boy, nature , war!Read More The Last Dive in Maldives | The Scribbled Writings
Life. Second Chances is similar to your crush you had in your life and the impact of both souls.Read More Life: Second Chances | The Scribbled Writings
This is about a guy who fell for a girl just the way she described the word “Seriously” in her conversations. Hope you love reading this!Read More The Story Doesn’t End Here
The dry ambience was filling with some water droplets and the air was replenishing with some moisture thereby making the wind around it cool. The leaves on the distant tree looked as if they were swaying gracefully like a trained graceful dancer. The air near me chanted her name and I grabbed my warm arms, […]Read More The embryonic onset of Her! – “Seriously”
Monday morning, the first time I heard my mobile whir at 5.30 am. It was the alarm to drag me out of the bed. It was a day to travel the old roads that I used to five years ago. I hope our mind has an inbuilt mechanism that wakes all the sensory organs when […]Read More Road in ferret of the memories – PUNE!
The road trip to Lonavala!Read More Counting miles on the rugged roads!
The firm, emotionless eyes and the cold shivers that she gave me giving me dreadful memories!Read More The Last Breath, The Firm Eyes That I Can Never Forget!