Pondering upon a day at the Bazaar

The entrance to this bazaar opens with a chicken meat shop and right beside it a flower shop, sitting beside each other are chickens in a cage, half asleep because there are no customers right now and so it’s not yet their time to die. The bucket beside the cage where the butcher washes his

Pastime Place and Green Living

This place is my favorite summer’s evening retreat. Sometime the evening is still hot after an equally hot afternoon. At times the ambience through the grass isn’t that windy for a quick relief and so we will sit on the grass and enjoy the relentlessly chirping home bound birds at evening in the gulmohar tree

Wings Made of Margarita

Have you ever seen newly done nail extensions on someone ? It was a scorching day and the sun had bloomed right on our heads. The city was burning and air conditioners were screaming for mercy of their 24h services. She walked into the coffee shop at the end of the alley between our apartments-

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Moving Across an Autumn Forest and My Straw Hat.

A lil murmur of the stream and crunchy sound between the heap of leaves in the forest… made a shaky quiver. A hat spun with straws and his mustard shirt seemed more of the colour- ochre. It was definitely full of stains and paints; mud and scratches. Reluctant, hesitant and with wonder in his big