
Memories
Some of you are sparkling gems;
Glimmering with joy in the magical den.
Some of you are like bittersweet dream;
I wish to fade like mist in a stream. Continue reading Memories
Some of you are sparkling gems;
Glimmering with joy in the magical den.
Some of you are like bittersweet dream;
I wish to fade like mist in a stream. Continue reading Memories
some search knowledge to fill their mind
others the beauty they hope to find Continue reading Desires
If not all, I tried most of those advices, because “parting ways” was the last thing on my mind. Continue reading The Breakup
My presence makes the life alive;
Dreams serve you more than survive. Continue reading Dreams
“Pen is mightier…” everyone says and believes;
My mettle is proven that everyone agrees. Continue reading Pen to a Pencil
Their biscuits are simply divine and the plum cake that they make is out of the world.
When I came back, I got really surprised to see that though he had finished his tea, he had not even touched the biscuits, and for somebody like me who adores biscuits, it was quite astonishing. I couldn’t stop myself and therefore asked him why did he not eat the biscuits; to which he replied saying he didn’t eat them because he will be taking those biscuits for his kids. I couldn’t believe to what I had just heard him saying. Something as insignificant as a few biscuits can have so much importance that he was saving them for his children. Continue reading Biscuits
“since papa is going to make the breakfast, you will have to eat bread omelette , I’ll make you French toast some other day.” I immediately responded, “Why can’t I make a French toast?” Continue reading French Toast
her mother however raised brows, knowing the kind of questions she could ask….“I was wondering which one of them actually resides in our bodies.” Continue reading Stay Curious
He asserted that he had just helped those girls because they were badly injured and were lying unattended on the road….. he picked up a magazine just to divert his mind from the thoughts about this sudden call from the police station….. Continue reading Aurora Borealis
Pilot Pen” the name itself makes me nostalgic. It brings back the fond memories of those “fun-filled” and “carefree” School Days.
I was pretty clear with my choice of buying that “plain white” pen with a “blue dot” on its cap. Continue reading Pilot Pen