The prognosis was dire. But only few understood that, and cared for it. Little did they realize that, unlike what they thought, she was almost terminal…
A click of the clouds from a friend set free imagination about shapes… and this poem.
Skywatching is quite beautiful. The monsoon sky changes colors so quickly. It brings a smile, but also makes me think about life too…
April AtoZ Challenge, Day 14
The topic I’m writing on is Night
The night is inspiring to any writer. Does it inspire Ragini?
April AtoZ Challenge, Day 10
The topic I’m writing on is Jeopardy
Can two people be similar, yet different? Find out…
A poem about white winter dreams, inspired by a photograph taken by my friend Pixie.