In the rearview mirror is the silhoutte of hazy clouds of the evening Lazy hues of red and blue blending the hallucination of calm Let's look ahead instead ..... the storm has been waiting for long now!
Knowledge is earned, Or otherwise it is just a superficial diaspora Where your mind finds happiness in comfort And is driven away from the homeland of struggle Ilm kamaya jaata hai Nai to woh ek mamooli panah ki talaash ban jaati hai Jahan ilham aaraam main khush hai Aur junoon se bahut door ja chuka... Continue Reading →
He looked around in confusion; everyone was a stranger! He was nervous, shaking a bit; his senses feared danger He did not enroll for this himself, he had not a clue Who were all these kids, why were they here out of the blue ! He sat down at a bench at the back, because... Continue Reading →
The day is dry with faded insignia of a hot summer. Clouds are in the mood to pour, but holding on in fury. Crops are swinging in chaos. Wind is bleak and edgy. The scenery is a sad blues song. The heart skips a beat, but the mind refuses to accept defeat. Rebellion is mostly... Continue Reading →
The light at the end of the tunnel will blind me of my character and trait The darkness is where I once resided I am crossing over now Dim subliminal illumination is my genre Keeping the lessons learnt in sight And the addiction to black in check I walk over to a bright New world... Continue Reading →
There was a knock on the door at 9 am. Fatty opened the door and greeted Taller "Hey man, How are you? Come in!" Taller looked at Fatty with his frown pushed down to the limit of making the eyes as thin as a knife's edge "You doing alright?" Then he looked inside the house... Continue Reading →
Episode 2 - The real secret! Fatty called his wife while getting down from his flight back home 2 days after the con job. He had already gone through his wife's intriguing questionnaire for a quite a few times now and was ready to iterate the whole story from any vantage point possible. "Honey, I... Continue Reading →