Mindful Mornings

We are all characters fallen out of our story trying to live someone else's life. We are all readers of someone else's story trying to edit, judge or seek end for others while procrastinating over our own. Life is short they say; is it?Often we forgive and forget not because of our large heartedness, but...

Flight

Flying into the cloudsWith wings spread wideA gust of stormUndeterred prideSome words I singSome words I writeOne day I will touch the skyOne day I will take flight. P.S - There is a rogue pigeon visiting my balcony and it is quite unwelcome as it deliberately destroys my plants. It doesn't eat them but plucks...

The Last Pages of a Class Notebook

I had this supposedly bad habit of doodling or scribbling on the last page of the notebook during class. By middle school I was sitting in the middle benches and by high school I was a back bencher but my academic prowess did not match my choice of seat. The reason I chose the last...

The Last Pages of A Class Notebook

Truth or Truth

Hidden in the folds of timeIs the truth that is never understoodFor all we humans seek is justiceFor our make-believe versions History is distorted they sayBut in reality it is just an extensionOf the distorted present we liveAs our truth and their lies.

Scattered Thunderstorms…

... Says the weather report. Sounds like life on the daily front. A little bit of this and a little bit of that and at the end all is just a downpour. Rains are like life. They are pleasantly simple to happen if you read the water cycle in grade 4 science text book but...