Woven hope…
Poetry has always been something I turned to when in doubt… It has woven moments and memories before, and I don’t doubt it will do so again…
Moments
Clouds and Life…
Nothing is forever. Most things last only for a little while. Just like the clouds, our life too is mostly ephemeral. Musings with verse…
5 Book Resources I Use Frequently
A resource is a place where one can get/buy what they want. I’m not much into retail therapy, but I do buy a lot of books. And I frequent a few stores, online and onsite. They are…
Home…
Chinmay (Chinnu) returns after two decades abroad. What lies in store for him? Can he find what home means to him? Will it lift the weight from his life?
A Moment of Hope
It only takes one moment for hope to be rekindled, just as it takes a moment for it to be snuffed out. This is a fictional tale of Anna, whose hope is rekindled by a moment, and an event that followed that.
Just the same… Always.
Fiction story for Blog-a-Ton 50 – theme: “Soulmates”.
The ceiling was high enough for Mariakutty, all of five feet, to stand without worrying of hitting her head. She stood, tied the pallu of her old kasavu saree so it won’t come in her way, and taking a broom, began to dust the room. It smelled musty. She made a mental note to tell Peter, her son, when he came home for Christmas from Bangalore, where he studied. Had the rainwater started to seep in again?