The summer clime is beautiful, the sky so blue that even if you walk alone on the road, you are not lonely.
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
Computers used to terrify me. Like some Frankenstein tale, coming towards me with gibberish and horror all over it. One of the greatest inventions of mankind was yet an untamed beast for me. I saw the machine for the first time in first standard while at school. I very well remember the glass panes through which… Continue reading How I met my Computer