A girl named Rain and a boy named Umbrella, Walked hand in hand in the midst of the uncanny woods. Frightful dark woods braced by the light and sound . Rain and Umbrella locked their eyes. The runny feelings of the rain , Got suppressed by warning bells from the Umbrella. 'Just wait,not anywhere

When was the first time you cried after losing someone dear? Yesterday one neighbour lost his life to stroke. He was not too old, maybe hovering in early 60s. He left back his wife and two kids, both grown up but not yet full adults. Very sad day, very poignant time. But it were the emotions of the

It was on a whim that we bought this book at the Kolkata Book Fair, 2024, for our boy. We just read the blurb at the back and saw that they are mysteries and hence purchased. It was on his reco that I started reading it and it did deliver. This book is a collection of 3 novels - A Summer Adventur

Window view From my room Every morning Teleports me To a new beginning ...

Friends are For life Sharing everything At the times of Joys And in sorrows A bond that lives on...

The sweet memories Of journey To new destination The fun and adventure unfolds That joy of meeting New people That thrill Of ride All in Travel memories....

I still can’t get my head around the day I came home to complete disarray. Although I was used to such occasional mishaps, there was a sort of severity in the latest disposition I witnessed that evening. What initiated as something bizarre yet harmless had tuned into a violent farce of a poltergeist

Street art in Mumbai gives me delight The beauty of the masterstrokes of each of these artworks Each having stories To tell Waiting on the pavement To greet you again....

My dream To dive deep Into the depths of blue The beauty of hues And become one With the soul of the ocean To feel the tranquility Of the oceanic spirit

Evee My dogy My best buddy Playful,active Dancing around Friendly Full of energy My company Truly..

Traditions Stronger ties Gives family Together as one Keeping the Age old traditions Alive...

My bohemian mind Always wander Far away to distant lands Traveling,meeting people Eating out,dancing wild Having best time And return back With memories That I keep frozen As chronicles in my diary The wanderlust chronicles Of my imagination...

Starlit skies You and I Gazing up the sky The diamond studded space That have tales to tell Starlit skies Mesmerize The night we spend Flies Like fireflies...

The full moon night Calling out for a perfect sight Tonight Can you escape The spell of lunar goddess?? In twilight...

My love for short stories grew from the innumerable text books that my dad used to buy for me. Yes, you read that right. My dad used to buy English textbooks from different schools of the same class I was in, so that I can solve the exercises and learn from them. I don't know what I learnt from them

Come and sleep in my arms, Let the rhythm of my heartbeat Lull you to sleep. The tired shoulders that Bear the weight of our lives, Let them rest on me. Let my fingers trail your tresses, While your eyelids come together For a sweet dream. Come, let your mind find peace with me

It's always difficult to review a very popular book and this book has been reviewed quite a few times by avid readers all over the world. So, I would rather call my writeup a discussion for clearing of thoughts. Or even maybe sharing of unpopular opinion. I am open to any explanations too. Major spo

Laughter and love The two sisters Playing together The antidote Of happiness...

The comfort of the warmth From the heat of the yellowish orange hues of the fireside The smell of that cracking fire With friends Sitting around Served with grilled Pork ribs....

I enjoy Watching the clouds As they dance Over the blue skies Changing shapes And patterns The vast kingdom Of clouds Feels like Playing hide ans seek And fly over The clouds

The season of fall The Nature changes its Old attire With the advent of Autumn aura As messanger of transition From summer to winter Transforming the colour, mood of the ambience Autumn aura Here you come.

Home sweet home My very own A home With memories joys and laughter A home More then shelter More than a place A foundation Of love and care...

My dream To dive deep Into the depths of blue The beauty of hues And become one With the soul of the ocean To feel the tranquility Of the ocean spirit...

My journey To self discovery Within The microcosmic wonders In conversation In solitude

City lights Glitter the town Buzzing ful on.. Disrupting the circadian cycle Blanket over the night skies Nocturnal flight Out of sight...

Sunkissed Sandy beaches The emerald green sea Hugging the blue skies And the cool breeze In harmony With the sea waves crushing the rocks

The ambience of the coffee shop With soothing music in the backdrop You and I And dopamine rising As the aroma of coffee penetrates my nostrils As cherry on the cake...

Everyone possess That one hidden treasure Unaware, unnoticed That needs to be explored And reveal to the world If not for others But for yourself That specific Hidden treasure...

My little garden Has so many tales to tell Every morning starts with celebration As the little chirping guests Hop in and out Over the flower pot Conversing on different issues It seems The butterflies finds itself comfortable Over the cosy panels As I watch the beautiful sight Undisturbed...