The hill never thought It will happen. On a knoll, deserted and desolate, There will ever be mist and fog.…
Ever since the two baddies walked into our after-school hours-life a year or so ago, each humdrum school day was…
Bou’s saree is pure magic. Have you not seen this magic? From a box emerge a kaleidoscope of butterflies, kites…
The commotion on the main arterial road that cuts the town of Baripada in two made us boys suspend our…
Will you miss me when I am gone? The soft curve of my wrinkled cheek, My fragrance at dawn? Will…
Time: The Taliban have taken over power in Afghanistan. Upstairs in heaven, God is confused over the strict and often…
Master Shakespeare said one was liable for one’s actions, not thoughts. What about intents, you might ask? For don’t they…
Its cloudy Maybe the rains will come. Time stands still as I recall the furrows upon your forehead. Suddenly you…
On a pleasant October morning in 1996 Subrat alighted from a bus on to the famous cobblestones of Oxford’s Gloucester…
Resting on your skin, Mellowed, burnished and glossy Crafted in fainted blue, A tattoo in Spanish Mariana Mario. Weary…