I looked around and realised that change is everywhere – in the silent city of the morning transforming into a vibrant one,in the timid early morning sun metamorphosing into the brazen one at day, in my lazy, silent morning becoming an illuminating tête-à-tête with dad. Change is the only constant. … More Change
As I walk towards my car, I stop for a moment. The sun was shining brightly. A few birds were flying high above, looking for joy – peace maybe? An elderly couple was sitting on a bench surrounding the fountain. The cook from a local restaurant was killing time on his break with a newspaper in hand. … More Healing
I remember an afternoon from long, long back. I was still a young boy with bewilderment in eyes. With Asterix the Gladiator in hand, I lay on the couch and beside me my completely engrossed in the local daily while sipping tea, dad. As I read through how bad Cacofonix sang and yet became a bard, a question arose in my mind. … More Inspiring? Or forcing?
I wake up to find a thick white mist covering the windows. The sound of the ripples on the lake and the drippings from the leaves made me realise it is still raining – a fine, almost invisible drizzle. But it’s a relief from last night’s downpour. Soon, the sun rises – with a breeze carrying the mist away, and the surrounding woods began to emerge. … More Solitude
Tomorrow when I see you, I shall feel sorrow no more.
Tomorrow when I let you go, I shall wait no more.
Tomorrow when I leave, I shall say no more.
Tomorrow when I am in the dark, I shall look for a firefly no more. … More Firefly
The most difficult, yet the most beautiful thing is to look, really look at someone – even for a moment. Because in that moment – however brief it might be, you fill your whole world with that one person. The world outside melts away, the voices get drowned, time is no longer an arrow flying in a straight line. You look at someone to dive into their soul, to hear not what their lips utter – but the emotions beneath, to feel if your hearts beat in coherence. And Ava, every moment with you, I have looked at you with the same urgency and patience. … More Letter to Ava
From the moment I saw you, I started hearing voices from the past which I thought I would never hear again. I started having dreams about fighting my shackles off and being free from the clutches of the mediocre of a life. I knew I had to fight a lonely and a long forsaken battle, the end of which would be where it all started – nothingness. There was a burning urge to wash away the old, the indolent and the abandoned, and to strive for a fresh beginning. … More Yesterday
My neck senses a familiar touch of her ears. Her warm breaths on my shoulder. Both my palms rest on her back. A soft wind blows her hair over my nose. A familiar scent of the conditioner. Her fingers dig deeply on my back like she’s looking for some memories hidden deep somewhere. … More Au revoir
I found the cook from the local restaurant bumming a smoke in his break. A group of kids from school laughing back home. A child pleading her mother for an ice cream. Or whatever.
The world was the same.
Only mine wasn’t. … More The Wait
Utopia 