Aaliya turns 12 sorry 21…perhaps she looks like a twelve year old.. My bony best friend turns 21 today. I am not speaking about Aaliya batt but about Aaliya bai. How she came to my life she was more beautiful than any other girl in the crowd.Her beautiful eyes lurking out through the veil.Seriously in…
unbounded 17
The cold metal was pressed against my hip.My brain warned me that the armed person behind me is not here momentarily with good intentions.About 18 years of being a cop’s daughter I am not new to such scenarios but held at gun point all alone,this is maiden for sure. “move”the person beside me instructed .My…
Heart spells
Bounded it is ,my soul to you….unbounded is our love.
The Christmas present
It was a cold Christmas eve, I walk back home late after shopping as my car broke down .I could have hired a cab but I preferred to walk alone in order to have some time with myself.The December has always been my favorite month.My Stefan’s birthday falls on this month ,Christmas.My kids Tony and…
Why I write?
This is what I have been asking myself all along.It remains a useless work ,obviously time consuming .Being an engineer ,writing is no way related to my stream. Do I write for likes ? No,yes…to be frank if you like my post it means its kind of readable and indeed not gibberish. I write though…
Happily ever after
Her eyes paused at the last page of the fairy tale which read “and they lived happily ever after”. Her eyes sparkled with a gleam of a teenager, caressing the old children’s book which was buried under shambles of magazine ,she dusted the book but still the sides were stained by a colour which lays…
Quote
A real man is the one who has courtesy to tell good bye when he walks away from ones life
where are you krishna?
where are you my krishna? My god,my best friend, where have you camouflaged? In the darkest endeavor my life seeking you I stroll astray Gaping unable to breath I suffocate,alien in this world I weep unheard ,my tears spurt out in galleons where are you krishna? I nay trust anyone, cause everyone I…
The difference between an acquaintance and a friend is skeptical and obsolete to interpret. The most direst situation is when we realize that the one we loved as friend was a fallback in our interpretation and was perhaps just an acquaintance. -anagha.m
princess…not a dream anymore
she is no princess you ever discerned about, no unfurling curls, nor golden locks descending, down her fair shoulders. She posses no complexion of the palest of pink, her spindly attire , nay delineated to allure any vagabond heart. the descendant she isn’t of an humongous empire, she is no offspring with…
