Scars

This is a collaboration post with Bharath Upendra of Bharath's Banter. We've been working on this since the past few days and finally it's done. Here is part one (Bharath's part). So, this is what I came up with: "The marks on the moon enhance its beauty," they used to say. And then, they, themselves, …

Mother Nature

That dark evening's memory Is still in my mind, But the answer to that mystery, I am still to find. I remember that pretty maiden With her green sari wrapped around, And in that Stormy weather, Her long hair left unbound. Her head was bowed down, She was trembling with fear, And as she narrated …

It’s your job!

Yesterday was another usual day, just like every day, these days... Continue Reading

The Mysterious Maiden

In that old, dilapidated room, Beside the shabby, worn out broom, There sat a pretty, young girl As if her mind was in a whirl. Her face was white and Oh so pale, In a fearful voice, she narrated her tale. I stared at her, from head to toe, As I listened to her moving …