One day, the wind blew fiercely. I was no longer able to meet Shrum. We three sat in our room, the wind and rain lashing…
The holy basil 🌿 🌿 🌿
Small are its leaves, round, bright green. Beige is my colour, rotund, golden wheat and cream. Thin, fragile, the twigs run down the plant. My…
The Crescent Moon 🌙 chapter 29
Antisocial behaviour is a trait of intelligence in a world full of conformists. Nikola Tesla We were doing a wrong thing to wrong people. We…
The Crescent Moon 🌙 chapter 29
We found out more about the place where Shrum was staying. The cigarette parlour was always overcrowded. The smoke and the air around the house…
The Crescent Moon 🌙 chapter 28
There was a little solace that evening amidst the tears she was shedding for the cats. Her mother felt guilt to the core, “I have…
Whoever comes first
Whoever comes first, I would marry you, Either of you since this is where I end. I call it a chance. I call it fate….
Love is like
Love is like salt, It creates a taste. Love is like sugar, Do not haste. Love for him was warm and whims. Someone’s love for…
Love is not coming my way
Love is not coming my way in forms it exists around my pay. I pay to eat, I pay to sleep, I pay to be…
I want to know
I want to know sometime, What made you twist the plot? What made you dislike me? What made you connive against me? What made your…