Under A Different Star

Do you remember that moonlit night? The night we saw together, When the winter cold blanketed and brought us closer, The cosmic magic that was singing in your eyes as you looked into mine, Of how you squeezed my hands as I kissed your lips. I went home that day as a new me, Reborn … Continue reading Under A Different Star


Will of Fire/A Desire in Dire

Red fluid oozed from my feet, onto the pavement below, staining it crimson. This is not the path that I thought, Thorns as sharp as blade -pricked, pierced, pained- spilling flesh over stone. This is not the place I sought, Misery in the form of unhappiness, agony in the form of suffering. This is not … Continue reading Will of Fire/A Desire in Dire

Writing About Writing

The call was placed at two in the night. He answered it with the same annoyed tone he used to answer his calls “This better be good" “Nishant, listen, I have been going through your past works and I really wanted to ask you something” she said “What is it?” He could spare few minutes … Continue reading Writing About Writing

Words Whispered in Doubt

If death was what I was trying to achieve I have surely found the wrong way for it, for I wasn’t dying, I was being rescued, but the process was still killing me. Pain bubbled at the bottom of my stomach and reached all the way to my vocal chords, making me want to shout, … Continue reading Words Whispered in Doubt

Heights of Boredom

He willed every iota of his power to work on getting rid of hunger, the other six proved easy, for they were all but constrains of the mind, but this, this was a constraint on the body. It had been seven months since he took his position in the rough cut stone cave, seven months … Continue reading Heights of Boredom

When Gods Date

“I think my tie is not visible under the trunk” Ganesh paced around the room “What is the use of wearing a tie then?” “Though not visible it is still classy. Relax, bro, you look great” Skanda took his spear in hand and jabbed a few thrusts in the air, as if killing an invisible … Continue reading When Gods Date

In The Eyes of Mother

Saturday night, 21:20hrs I opened the front door to receive 2 bags of groceries from my mother, groceries I didn't ask for, they contained cabbages, carrots, tomatoes and spinach cans.             “I stocked the fridge just yesterday” I said, following her to the living room. She didn't respond, This has … Continue reading In The Eyes of Mother