Amongst the zillions of writings about youMy words are simple, small but trueI pour my heart out to theeMy city, my Jaan, my Dilli! I wonder where I shall beginTemples or bazaars, who will win?Food, aah there, in the gullyMy […] Read More
What does my country mean to thee? If it’s not camels, carousels and cacophony What is India if not the hullabaloo Her identity lies in my pallu. Canons, Nikons, Olympus’ go wild Bangles, scarves, mother, and child, Clicking relentlessly, capturing […] Read More
Bright red scarf and an orange hat Soft wrinkles, her lipstick’s red matte, Crunching the leaves under her bicycle wheel There she flies, without her veil. That little wood bridge over the dull blue Spree Can’t help but gleam […] Read More
Amidst the barren, broken and yellow earthLies an arid dream, dirty white at birth,Somewhere in the crevices, covered by crustBlinking, hiding, fighting the dust. He has heard his father prayFor winds to die down, befalling the grey,He crawls towards the […] Read More
I did not miss India this summer. Delhi heat, dust-laden winds and dry grass made me believe I am not alien in this country. I thought this would be a short-lived experience. Days after days, in fact, weeks after weeks, […] Read More
Title – The Woman Who Saw The Future Author – Amit Sharma Genre – Thriller Number of pages – 276 Language – English Formats – Paperback, Kindle Publisher – Readomania This is a book which you once begin; you can’t […] Read More
Title – It Happens Author – Karan Sharma Genre – Romance Number of pages – 168 Language – English Formats – Paperback, Kindle Publisher – Notion Press Inc Plot The story revolves around a twenty-five year old gentleman Gautam and […] Read More
Never would I have known the power of language, had I not moved to Sweden. Sweden is one of the most picturesque countries in the world, comprising of several archipelagos. Stockholm, the capital of Sweden, is itself a cluster of […] Read More
My dear T, do not worry, You’re dis-balanced, disarray, do not feel sorry, You’re teary eyed, walk muddy feet and bruised your knee, I have wiped them all, can you see? Thousand of words you can not say, But […] Read More
Grateful for the rose bush tucked away unseen, As spring unfurls, my hopeful eyes see some green, One little rose bud plays peekaboo, To the winter I bid adieu. Grateful for the beats the drummers play, The peppy […] Read More