The laws of Calcutta seem beyond my grasp at times. It’s almost midnight and there’s a live musical performance going on right behind my place for no reason whatsoever! At least, there’s no festival I am aware of. Christmas doesn’t call for such celebration and Durga Puja is a good ten months away! Singers have beenContinue reading “Of bad singers and good ad campaigns.”
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Blank colours on the canvas.
Some days I have a smile on my face. Yet inside I am breaking apart. Sometimes that trophy is all I want. Yet when I get it, it was not the rosy picture I’d painted. Some days the world doesn’t make sense at all. And other days I think I’ve found the missing puzzle pieces. Somehow, somewhere heContinue reading “Blank colours on the canvas.”
Six word story #8.
Closed eyes don’t see silver linings. This time you have to come up with a six word story with the word silver in it. Is the artillery ready? 😉 Graciously Yours! P.S.: Picture by self.
His Smile, For Her.
HIS SMILE, FOR HER. The day she saw him, She knew that smile was for her, The warmth that touched their hearts, Brought them closer together. Those eyes that glittered her way, Could see her inside out, His hand that touched hers, Touched the soul within. Hands clasped, rushing Through the surreality, Like two littleContinue reading “His Smile, For Her.”
Inking The Thinking. 