Memories of Rain
Let me touch the drops, O Rain Resplendent drops. Rain-soaked memories, Smell of the earth, Ginger tea and cookies, And, nicotine On his lips…. Let them blossom Let me alive […]
Let me touch the drops, O Rain Resplendent drops. Rain-soaked memories, Smell of the earth, Ginger tea and cookies, And, nicotine On his lips…. Let them blossom Let me alive […]
My husband has to travel a lot for business purposes. The cities he frequents include the Pink City of Jaipur along with Vizag and Nagpur. It’s an irony that though, […]
Hello, Sanjukta, my oldest friend, I still remember that day. That was my first day at school. I never went to any ‘tiny-tots’ or kindergarten, rather I was directly admitted […]
Ephemeral thoughts, illusion of the past Disjointed memories waving at me as if From a train pulling off slowly. I wait, With sadness and longing to be on board. Once […]
Image Credit: https://www.flickr.com/photos/latteda memories shut up in old books the peppery smell of torn pages of stories that are beyond words dreams that sleep between covers making the past a living […]