The Sparrow
I saw him in the morning;I was doing my crosswords then.Folded the newspaper, and I set out to watch. He had made his palace inside the turtle ivy kingdom .Almost finished becoming a home;Waiting for the last straw and peck....
Agnosticism in India
Agnosticism is the view that the existence of God, of the divine or the supernatural, is unknown or unknowable. Basically, human reason is incapable of providing sufficient rational grounds to justify either the belief that God exists or the belief...
Lost in Memory
Her eyes followed him everywhere. Through the dusty books of the undisturbed library hallway and the antique shop whose air had a scent of magic. She would grin to herself as he walked clumsily. She would laugh, ever so lightly,...
Flesh
One day, when it comes, My skin will be of diamond. You can't pierce it down, Nor shred it to pieces and howl loud, Unlike warm, mellow flesh. You won't bore your lustful claws inside me, Nor dig your teeth...
Who Am I?
Who am I? Frankly, I don’t know; except for the fact that this question haunts me every night among a billion other things ranging from death making life meaningless or the fact that people change each day without them even...
Fire
A fire burns in my heart. But its flames do not burn me. An even greater pyre blazes in my soul But its sparks do not reach me. For I learn, I am that fire. And a fire cannot annihilate...
The Basket of Love
“What’s for dinner, mother?”, little Joan asked with a weary look on her face. She was eight years old. With the same old shabby dress that she wore for days, dirtyhands, sticky skin and messed up hair tied into a...
Lost in Time
I woke up hastily to a dream I couuldn't remember (Was it a dream? Lately I have trouble differentiating it from reality) I couldn't remember it completely But the reminiscence of a forgotten face persisted in me. It tugged at...
La Memoire
every now and then, I used to experiment just how much more I could bear. when in the bathtub I would sink my head in, trying to hold just one millisecond more than I did the other day until I...
Mirror
Sometimes I feel like a stranger. I look in the mirror, and I see my reflection. I keep on staring at it, deep into the eyes of my echo, and suddenly I am hollow. I feel a mixture of emotions—Emotions...
