Story: The Three Golden Eggs

Once upon a time in the city of Melakia, there lived three adorable kids with their mummy and daddy. Their names were Lucy, Winston and Estella. But they were more popularly known as - ‘Mirror Lucy’, ‘Underwater Winston’ and ‘Dreamy Estella’. You might ask, ‘what did the kids do to get those funny names?’ I … Continue reading Story: The Three Golden Eggs

Poem: Poetry

They tell me “Poetry is for the elite, It’s under currents too deep for the common minds to sink in.” Just like they told “Vedas is for the elite, Hymns are for the elite” But we deciphered it, didn’t we? Didn’t we learn that God doesn’t speak in Sanskrit? Didn’t we see that God loves … Continue reading Poem: Poetry

Poem: Nature Self

Lush green mountains Bliss blue sky Crystal clear brooks Windy dusty roads. Look! Another tree on our way with a myna's nest in it. Look! An old tap in its shade with running water for free. Can I take a sip? Can I quench my thirst? Can I take it for free? Can I walk … Continue reading Poem: Nature Self

Poem: #metoo

The statuses keep popping up in blue confessing they were assaulted too. But I can't use my real name, they say. My name is also my family's. "So are you gonna pretend that nothing happened?" My conscience pricks with its thorny sound dagger. "Among all these wounded women, you once envied to be too lucky?" … Continue reading Poem: #metoo

Poem: The Muse

I turned to poetry to forget a voice I once thought soothing. I turned to imagery to forget a face I once thought loving. He told me I could trust him. He told me he loved me. He told me he would take care of me. He told me my secrets were safe with him. … Continue reading Poem: The Muse