Story of a house – I
Sector 35, Noida. Circa 2004. My second job. My first house. 6 months. What do you call a place to stay which is somewhere between a 1 room flat and [...]
Category Archives: Melancholy..
5.so what?
When you walked starry eyed, through the hallowed portals with a suitcase in your hands, did you already forget? Did reality slap you into what you thought was being “pragmatic”? [...]
Exercise..
..to the brain is what I do not need now! Brain-dead looks so much better!
Blinds in the mind..
A numbness…I meander through the mindless expanse.. Trying to find a purpose in this meaningless existence.. I sit in the dark, it shrouds me in its warm embrace.. And I [...]
When Death Spoke…
It was draped in a white cloth – the last piece of cloth, the frail, skinny body would ever wear. Eyes half-closed, a slight smile, as if he were [...]
When Death Spoke…
It was draped in a white cloth – the last piece of cloth, the frail, skinny body would ever wear. Eyes half-closed, a slight smile, as if he were telling [...]
