Random Rumblings

A transparent sheet of fluidic life, rushes across the arid land, unwavering and strong, stopping for none… If only one could for a moment sit on the banks of this … Continue reading Time!

a voice… a tune… and the words… It happened so suddenly, he was caught before he knew what was happening… He could not move, nor see… The light had been … Continue reading Phir le aaya dil majboor kya keeje…

I sit here, in the darkness of the cozy room as images flash across my souls eye of a fast fading distant past… From the majesty of those frigid peaks … Continue reading I Closed My Eyes… And the Mountains Echoed… “For you a Thousand Times Over…”

The white colored Maruti Eco was slowly making its way towards the office gate. He was late by almost an hour and was still groggy, his mind not still fully … Continue reading Her…

  “It is absurd! I got a 96%ile in CAT and still did not get a seat. It is stupid. What is merit in this country, no wonder the country … Continue reading QUOTAS ARE STUPID! DO YOU EVEN KNOW THE MEANING OF MERIT! (PS: Read On :P)

  India many would say is, and has always been an odd amalgamation of varied multitudes, a land with its own order in a sea of chaos, a country of … Continue reading India 2019 – Our Tryst with Destiny

The Bowl of crystal clear water was filled to the brim and not a single ripple could be seen on its surface. Just as sudden as a strike of lightning, … Continue reading Where does it all start – Tamil, Hindi or English!

It had been three days of hectic work, filled with sleepless nights. Finally, most of the work was complete and the Sales Conference was well underway. He now had time to explore the place and chill out for the time being. So, he had set out, with a rented bike and a back pack, into the unknown land of friendly smiles and beautiful beaches…

A sheet of paper in its day, Sought an artist for a play, Find it did, A beautiful hand, To paint a shade in its stand…   Carelessly sought, Thoughtlessly … Continue reading Colors We Cannot Wash!

A majestic blue saree, with golden zari and peacock embroidery. A very thin thread of gold around the neck and tiny circular pieces of gold, holding onto the earlobes, ever … Continue reading He Fell

Every time I open my laptop, to try and choreograph my thoughts, in this white piece of paper, I fail… All the thoughts and words that I frame so well … Continue reading Why do I think, What I think?

Well, it’s not too often, but it’s neither seldom… What is that odd feeling of melancholy staring at you, out of nowhere… What is with innocent hearts, good deeds and … Continue reading The Days when I Cry to Sleep – My tryst with Michael and Ali!