Of Sweat and Dogs’ barks…

Dogs, as they say, happen to be a man's best friend. This post is to the music that their (dogs') band produce all through the night.


Fortitude, and the game of Eyes and Heart…

When faced with the situations demanding fortitude one must exhibit it, or pretend its possession. There isn't really anything else that remains at one's disposal in such situations.

Love and Horror…

‘Love, in some ways, is just like horror’ his father once told him in jest while jogging. It was the first day of his vacations just after his Class 12th board exams, and his father had made him promise that before he leaves for his college to some faraway place he must make it a... Continue Reading →

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