And I can see that you like horror stories!

Wow Delhi! Three cheers for you! You never stop to amaze me… Actually…why just Delhi! Yeyy India! You’ve done it again! You people actually think that women are a commodity- don’t you?  It’s pathetic to see this get reflected time and again in one manner or the other. Sometimes it’s the husband who beats his…

Starry-eyed Stare…

While walking along a narrow road I stumble on a frozen stone I look up at the winding path two eyes piercing at me in the dark they shine so bright, I go still with fright A chill seeps into my bones As I stand there… on the narrow road… Alone and scared, with no…

FACES.

Images that talk! – This is my husband’s blog post. I loved it so much that I am re-posting it here. Here goes…. Faces. They tell you a story. A story that has never been told. A story that longs to be heard. These faces and these stories have an existence. But this very existence…

Day 6: 15 Habits of Great Writers Challenge

I have decided to participate in the 15 Habits of Great Writers Challenge, led by Jeff Goins. So, for the next 9 days I plan to write a short post on a different habit of great writers. The habit for Day 6 (today) is STEAL. Lets begin…. Steal: Good, Bad, Ugly? When we hear someone (anyone!)…

Soul’s Cry….

I wonder what after-life feels like I wonder how it begins after the end… Not too far… I hope The day when I should know the track on which my soul will ascend… How it feels to leave the bone What I wonder now…is the unknown Why was I born in my soul What is…

The web of life…

“What goes around… comes around” …this saying rules my life. I know that when I do something mean… it always comes back to me… in one way or another. Sometimes, even if I wonder on how can a person live in a certain way- god makes me put on that person’s shoes so that I…

Your own rescue knight

I look around and I fail to see What god has in store for me I crib I fight I laugh I write But I fail to see The road to life We, in this world, are far from thee But must we forget that we are free The will to choose Between lies and…