We have an extremely useless inner voice within us, making us doubt ourselves. How do I manage it?…
Vaishali called her partner after a short break; she did not know she already had her last call.…
Seneca said - Cease to hope, you will cease to fear; the question is how?…
Promises, words which hold the power to move the world; words when lost, leave you powerless…
Fire to my storm is a nod to the immediate aftermath of a failure of anything you indulge passionately.…
A thought of appreciation to my grandfather who indulged in my childish whims and never let my curious spirit be extinguished.…
A short poem reminding about good times, when dancing meant happiness…
Where do I seek help? Where do I look for a saviour? A spiritual successor to Fifty Days of Grief. …
When I was asked in how much time I would be all right, I said fifty days is all it takes. I could not be any…
The day i woke up to see my town abandoned. Forsaken to fate.…