Of Birds and Rain
When it rains, the world dances in its rhythm. I can always feel it while looking out of the window. The incessant raindrops creating a wave as they lash at […]
When it rains, the world dances in its rhythm. I can always feel it while looking out of the window. The incessant raindrops creating a wave as they lash at […]
Nephelococcygia is the act of watching and finding shapes in clouds. We all have practised it in our childhood or even as adults. I often do it as it tickles […]
imbued with colour fragile leaves hang on to hope indian summer
Life is not always a smooth sail for us. Sometimes, we ought to shift the priorities when the going gets tough. However, I’m back to blogging almost after a month. […]
…and when the gossamer layer of mist clung to the earth and, the sun was bidding goodbye to the land and, the susurration of the leaves created music and, the branches sheltered […]
Alone and yet in a company, I stood as the silence sang Within me. That long-lost stream of thought Was reviving in its purest form. The agony that haunted me Became […]