An Unforgettable Evening

An Unforgettable Evening

It was a sweltering evening in Chennai. Wiping the trickling beads of sweat I waited patiently with my cart for business to kickstart. The fried miniature puris, fillings and myriad chutneys were enticing and yet none stopped by. This was my first day on this street....
Storm of Passion

Storm of Passion

The night sky appeared turbulent with caliginous clouds. The howling wind intensified and soon thunderstorms lashed across the towering walls. Yet again, I was reminded of that stormy night when I first met her… Six Months Earlier My boat had capsized but I’d...
Love and their Perspectives

Love and their Perspectives

  Conversation between Elizabeth Barrett Browning and Pablo Neruda taking inspiration from the poems “ How do I love thee? “ and “ I do not love you…” Sonnet 16. I have used a quote or two from the poems. It’s a very humble attempt   Elizabeth Barrett...
In Silence, I Love

In Silence, I Love

    In your calm eyes hazel brown, Mon amour! I wished to drown.   You dwell in the firmament high, An outcast I am, I can’t fly.   No barriers will I ever break, Cause turbulence to soothe my heartache.   My penned verses waft across...
Mending Broken Bridges

Mending Broken Bridges

  “ The withered roses are an eyesore, cobwebs adorn the dusty vase,” his eyes darted eloquently with a hundred ‘whys’. “ Look at our photo frame shattered atop the fireplace frigid,” she pointed her finger with silent sighs.   His sunken eyes encircled with...