It’s been half an hour or so, I lay in my bed, facing the ceiling with not so symmetric designs and a squeaky fan rotating lifelessly, hypnotizing me, holding me captive, in the essence of time. The only sound I’m accustomed to right now is the dying fan and the wall clock tick toking … More Stuck in reverse
She was just another girl and to see her mother leave after dropping her to school was much more gut-wrenching than her tears could have expressed. Oh! Poor baby. How she sniveled as the tears would roll down her rosy cheeks, slightly cracked as an evidence to the winter fun at her grandparents home in … More Requiem For Her Lost Soul
I was born Indian; in a beautiful small town called Darjeeling, sitting in the lap of the Himalayas, river Teesta caressing its lush green meadow as it barge in from the snowy cold mountain and descend down towards the hills. As i visit Darjeeling on my vacations, i know I’m home when the chilly cold wind … More An Indian Nepalese: How hard is it to accept?