Love, Togetherness, and Time…

She would come on the balcony, her hair almost dried. Ruffling her hairs with the fingers of her left hand, in an attempt to drain the last drop of water that often sneaks through the strands of hairs and settle down as dew on the scalp, she’d then gather her hairs in her fist. For... Continue Reading →

Abstractions

But life, since he had first begun planning it, had always to be this way - without a particular direction and without any aspiration for attainments to his name. What an easy way to lead a life had it seemed back then. Almost blithe. Something that totally made sense where the matter of one's existence... Continue Reading →

An Indian Daughter’s Father

Much talked about and most debated topic. I've tried to put it through the perception of a father. This is my imagination of what all a father of a girl goes through these days. Albeit I am hopeful that things will change for good and pretty fast because we have now started to act.

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