Every day of mine starts with the constant ringing of my alarm for some years now. Then the usual rush to be ready and out of the door within the time frame. But from the past one month, the routine after that just changed. Earlier if it was to get to office fighting the morning… Continue reading Live the Present.
She had planned to open that champagne To exchange that ring for a solitaire To go shopping and celebrate with a cake To laugh out loud and call up all her dear ones It was the day she let off her baggage The day she felt unbounded But nothing happened When everything was done and… Continue reading A distant emotion …
Dear Best friend aka fellow Geminian With your wedding just hours to go I feel there comes an end to an era of our friendship From college girls to grown up independent women We have come a long way Picking and dropping so much Memories, incidents and people all these years Knowingly or unknowingly you… Continue reading Dear,
After a long day when retired To the warmth of the bed You create your own little universe With tons of tug of war, teasing and us But as time ticks on We just drifts off into silence Before sleep surrenders us Our breaths syn Our thoughts leave us for the night And with each… Continue reading Silence
If we were having coffee Which will rarely happen, You'll be having a black coffee or cappuccino And I'll be with my usual cold coffee Do you know that's one of my favorite? Do you that I love coming to coffee shops Maybe with a book, or just alone Even though I… Continue reading If we were having coffee … #04Nov
Thought of taking up a tag from Vinay's Blog. And here it goes. A page from a Bookworm's Diary. 1. Do you have a specific place for reading? Nope. I'll read anywhere. Right in Loo to office. Traffic blocks to waiting for petrol fill. Short rides to flights. Anywhere. Anytime. The only place I don't… Continue reading The Bookworm Diaries
A stack of old books came into her way while dusting their room. It was his. While shuffling through the books, she came across a book wrapped completely, as if he was afraid that the words will fly out if kept unbound. Out of curiosity she ripped opened it to reveal a diary, showing snippets… Continue reading Heart Prints
Woke up to her messages. Took the phone to the loo and chatted with her. She was all packed to take that flight away from life, at least for a while. And I am still here, questioning myself about the trip booked two days ago under alcohol influence. But the next morning everything looked so… Continue reading A Date With Her