Category Archives: Musing

To my best friend, You are ubiquitous! Just some time back you were sitting right next to me with your face buried in a book. So engrossed yet adorable. I just smiled to myself and got back to my work. You are like the drizzling rain. Even if it is noon sun out there, IContinue reading “Dedicated to my best friend”

Away from this world – full of so many people, out there is a corner of solitude – my own little world … a world full of countless curiosities, moot yet engaging talks with myself and thinking over a bunch of random things. I, with vapours coming out of that cup of coffee sitting near aContinue reading “To that magic-to my papa”

The memories flash up in my mind like a black and white photograph. I see a small room and a lap there. I just run like anything and go collapse in that lap. I experience a soft hand running through my 5 years old tiny head … a big hand … what all stories doesContinue reading “The photograph”