“I had taken shape close to the hottest desert of the world, the Kalahar. The hidden spring was home to me, under the ground amongst…
The Black Curtain…Chapter III
“Well, thanks.”Rocky sat in the front and was happy to receive the fresh chilled bottle of beer. The Sun was on his face and he…
The Black Curtain- chapter II
Whispering smoke “Are we even moving? This AC in your car, hey! Does it work? The heat will kill me probably if nothing else can.”…
The Black curtain….chapter 1
“It was eleven in the morning but the lips were dry as the desert. The throat searched every bit of saliva to make a living….
The black curtain
“So, it was you who was behind all this?” Reasha was trying to calm her nerves. She was right in front of the man, she…
The power of oddities
You might be wondering What oddities rule the clamouring, What grows in the mind? What moves in the soul? What stirs the body? Impulses, conscience,…
The lagoon of knowledge
It springs from the third eye. Bidding our entity a firm good bye. There is no girl in this, nor a guy. It’s all about…
Kathak lovely to see but painful to practice
My equipments. I found them at my home, long after I had to leave dancing. This is the basic costume and the ghoongroos.🤓
One more thank you note
👍😁😀🤓 I have one more poem published. Please read it and like it. It’s on Shantanu Baruah’s site. The link is here: https://afflatuz.com/you-were-my-world-a-poem-by-snehashree/ Hope you…
The harrowing tale of feeling
When I lived quite a bit in life, I knew I had learnt to feel. Felt tears, felt smiles, anger, revenge, falsities, brevity’s delight. I…