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The Musing Quill

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On Diwali…

A walk a mile filled the heart with smiles this is the only time the city shines brighter than a million sparkling stars in the deep blue night the glint from a thousand diyas devours the darkness the happy lanterns... Continue Reading →

As the poems go…

As the poems go into the thousands you realize that you've created very little. It comes down to the rain, the sunlight, the traffic, the nights and the days of the years, the faces. Leaving this will be easier than... Continue Reading →

The Queer Night

Pitch dark it was. Even the midnight shadows had sought shelter. I looked out the window again. Unsure if I really had heard something or just imagined. It had stopped raining. The water-logged street outside filled me with disgust. Rotting... Continue Reading →

Sometimes, I am a writer…

Sometimes, I am a writer. Most times, just a dreamer. Sometimes, I am a writer. Most times, just an observer. Sometimes, I am a writer. Most times, just a muser. Sometimes, I am a writer. Most times, just a craver.... Continue Reading →

The Last Letter (2/2)

The first part of the story is here. He promised himself he wouldn’t drink. No. He can’t let the pain leave him. It has to keep beating inside him just like his heart, reminding him how it hurt, how she... Continue Reading →

The Proofreading Checklist for Writers

When I was on a job-hunt couple of months ago, I had an interview scheduled with the National Creative Director of a reputed advertising agency. After three-quarters of an hour into the interview, she asked me, "How good are you... Continue Reading →

What I learned in 5 years of blogging

For the past few months, I have been writing poetry, a lot. I've realized it makes me feel relaxed, unbound. My diary is full with a lot of them. Some have made it to Instagram, some just lie between its... Continue Reading →

Melancholia

the night grows on as minutes burn to hours I lie in my bed curled in the sheets that was once ours ♥ the matted off-white blanket the stains on the pillows remind me just how inconsolably incomplete I am... Continue Reading →

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