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What is Poetry?

What is poetry? I know not. I’m a mere amateur trying to be someone. Mind you, not like someone. Poetry, to me is elusive. I know about poetry just as much a new-born knows about the wide vast world. It’s... Continue Reading →

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Book Review – The Scion of Ikshvaku

Let’s write a book. Choose an epic mythological tale; one that is revered by every Indian, since generations. Prise out the main figures, perhaps, ones religiously worshipped. Stick to the original settings, how else will readers relate? Throw in some... Continue Reading →

Never Better

the trams rush by and people crawl away the crowded streets feel suffocated a blast of smoke erupts from a bike’s rear end and the dried leaves  licking dust slither away under the scorching sun a desolate urchin  bored of... Continue Reading →

Book Review: The Inheritance of Loss

#MyThoughts: In my opinion, some books aren't mere books. They are secret holders, stubborn secret holders that hate to divulge anything until unless forced to. 'The Inheritance of Loss' gave me a similar feeling. It was the year 2014. I... Continue Reading →

I’ll rise again…

Burn me right down to ashes let my skin singe and bones be charred and I promise you this I’ll still go on I’ll rise again from the embers a day at a time. I will. ~~~~~~~ Asha Seth

Book Review: The Immortals of Meluha

‘The Immortals of Meluha’ is based on Lord Shiva’s life, so I'd heard. Being a devotee of the lord, I dropped everything to read it myself. In the very first chapter itself I realized that the book is not based on... Continue Reading →

Excerpt – If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller

The novel you are reading wants to present to you a corporeal world, thick, detailed. Immersed in your reading, you move the paper knife mechanically in the depth of the volume: your reading has not yet reached the end of... Continue Reading →

A Place Not Home…

the wind blows away the autumn leaves that crunch beneath my feet and the rains reduce them to refuse lying in the detritus at the end of the street in the dark of the night when the candles burn to... Continue Reading →

Book Review: Interpreter of Maladies

#MyThoughts: No writer has the eye for details to real life situations as Lahiri. Interpreter of Maladies that won the Pulitzer Award is deeply enthralling with simple but intensely emotional short stories that change your perspective of a lot of matters.... Continue Reading →

Exorcise

to write about love is a cliche of sorts i put my pen to paper to write a tale of obsession of lust of admiration of deliberate attempts rushed and hushed of chances grabbed and opportunities lost of everything that made... Continue Reading →

Book Review: Such a Long Journey

I wonder why we never get to hear much about good books like Rohinton Mistry’s ‘Such a Long Journey’ quite contrary to the books that stand tall in bookshops but have nothing to appease a serious reader’s appetite. 'Such a Long... Continue Reading →

Time to Hibernate

Hullo friends! I hope you all are fantastic. I wish so because I am not really in the best state of mind myself, of late. Know what I just realised? I am of the habit of writing 'hello' 'hullo' because that's... Continue Reading →

Innocent Vengeance

She was just a little girl incapable of hatred. She stood by the shore for hours each day hurling pebbles into the sea hitting the harsh waves. She wanted to hurt the sea like the sea had hurt her by prising... Continue Reading →

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