[Short Story] “A Train of Inspiration”

Phoolguri was drenched in monsoon rains. The furious wet winds had hit this lost corner that hid under a veil of invisibility. Struggling through the windy rain and darkness of the late evening, Jadhav was inspecting the railway line bisecting the road at Phoolguri railway crossing. Walking through muddy puddles of rain in his rubber boots, he …

[Poetry] “Tonight, I shall stay awake”

Tonight, I shall stay awake to preserve you, secure you. Won't let u vanish, fade at the inception of dawn. My thoughts, my ideas; you are too precious, too dear. The thunder seems to be loud tonight, yet you roar louder, peacefully inside. The storm is furious, notoriously venal yet you are an irenic revolution. Flashing …

[Poetry] ” While I Travel”

Every morning,I have to travel Physically, emotionally, methaphorically. Glance through the bus window , through the looking glass. I look into the strange past, Stranger future; being certainly uncertain. Sometimes a tickle of emotions, On few days, a fickle jubilance. Like a dreamer I dream, of the  rocky bank of a river. Running my hand …

[Prose] “I can feel it”

She ran her hands over my head; her fingers combing across my hair. Lying on the velvety grass, she dragged her body closer to mine, almost hugging me yet separated by almost a breath. She wanted to speak, I could sense. "I feel like I am too emotional" she spoke. "Hmm. Maybe" I replied in …

[Poetry] Maybe Joy

There's this inkling, baffling to ink. Faint, yet not kept unnoticed. like a touch that wipes my tears, like a tune that I tap my feet to, an amity that I cherish. I wonder, maybe joy; maybe just your mere presence.      

[Poetry] Dusty Old Books

My dear dusty old books, I know, we haven't been talking for a while. I know, you have been thinking about me for a while. But you know it, this sorrow of separation is mutual, Unending and immutable.   My dear dusty old books, I know, You have new tales to tell, about life; about past, …

[Poetry] My Dear Smile

My dear smile, I will sing for you a welcome prayer. petals of joy, a melody of homecoming. Everytime you came and went, each  turned into an indelible event. Now that you are back with happiness, Tell me about the things you have seen and gained. love,dream or success ? What did you see?  The sight, …