As I look at the old photographs,I reminise about the rocky beaches of Mangalore.The desire to visit again remindedHow intriguing they were to meHow I could look for hours atThe water gleaming in sunlightAnd the beautifully highlighted ripples,The giant waves splashing on the rocksAnd receding back, diminishing,Becoming a part of the sea againSwaying the gullible… Continue reading The Choice

I remember this one time when Friendship day and Rakshabandhan fell really close to each other, maybe on the same date and whenever I wanted to tie a friendship band to a guy, they would ask me whether it's a friendship band or a rakhi and I could do nothing but give them a puzzled… Continue reading Less of Raksha, More of a Bandhan

"Now this is my first attempt on a Micro Fiction And i was encouraged for writing this by my friend's blog Isle Jazz I hope You all like it :)"She kept staring at moon like she was waiting for an answer. She could hear the faint voices of her parents talking "Her life is totally destroyed What… Continue reading Micro Fiction: A Mistake

Today I was going through my old albums....with pictures of me and my small sister. Those pictures gave me a wild thought abut how we change as we grow up! I know it's not that wild because we all change and it's natural! But it puts me to a thought millions of times! Why actually… Continue reading A fairy tale life….