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... Continue Reading →


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... Continue Reading →

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