It was Sunday and I didn't have quite much to do. So I sat listlessly on the sofa and looked outside the window. There was a rose bush and few marigold plants sunbathing. And a part of the big tree trunk that remained there also could be seen. I never knew what were the flowers… Continue reading The Tree with Yellow Flowers
I have often thought of the streams that rush by amidst the rocks and stones and the lush green bushes. It seems to me that their journey is so beautiful, proud and modest at the same time. Proud because it seems that their course weathers away the biggest rocks, smooth-ens all rough edges in the… Continue reading A Leaf and the Stream
It is love, that is the strongest yet the most gentle force that binds our lives and gives a meaning to our existence...That's what I'm about to talk about in this post.
This is my very first attempt in writing a blog. But I seek to employ all my learning and creative instincts in the digital pages of the blog. Each start is special and therefore this blog marks a start of my journey in recording my literary attempts in the ways of technology. So readers...be… Continue reading My First blog post
The summer clime is beautiful, the sky so blue that even if you walk alone on the road, you are not lonely.
I have a fetish for anything sweet. It is a guilty pleasure in itself I know. Sweets, carbs, calories, they are enough to raise brows in all fitness oriented persons. Not that I don't like health foods, but ice-creams are something that I can never say "no" to. I think many of you would agree… Continue reading The First time ‘Dessert’ was not dry
Summers, they are bright, glittery and beautiful in their own way. So if summers bring fond memories that make your heart go warm...the post justifies that feel.
Well this is the first time I am trying this. Writing my blog while on a train. Well...if you think that it is not a big deal then you gotta know that there is quite a bit of an expertise needed to pen down something...while jostling your elbows with the fellow passengers in a… Continue reading While On a train…
It was raining outside heavily. It was all grey and white and black and brown and all other colours that you miss in a rainbow, in the gloomy sky. I was there in my study biting the edge of a pen I held in my hand till I realised that I had created quite… Continue reading A Warm cup of joy
With the soft dew caressing my bare feet I used to love roaming about in our grassy meadow early in the mornings, feeling like a little princess in my own rights. Nature sure didn't mind my my early morning vigils and my swooning imagination rather helped me in my early morning escapades. Each moment… Continue reading WINGS
It was morning when I first tried to write a poem. But it resulted in millions of paper atoms being wasted-no kinetic words came out from the nib of thought.As per human nature that tries to blame other reasons for being inefficient themselves, I first tried to blame the paper and then the blocked-ink… Continue reading Unwritten Verses