I Will Meet You There

Somewhere far far away, beyond the realm of allure and distaste, exists a small bench. I will meet you there, to wipe away the clouds of doubts from your mind. We will sit there, beneath the very sky which refused to house you in the night and was tired of me staring at it desperately. … Continue reading I Will Meet You There



She listens to me Even if I've nothing to say. And she sees things in me, When I have nothing to show. She stays with me, When I have nothing to give, She stands by me, When I'm struggling to live. She talks to me, Even if I can't see her above. She comes back … Continue reading Consist

A Drive of Love

The salty breeze parted my hair. The night sky was pitch black and had specks of white which seemed to be stars. The waves hit the rocks with aplomb, as I sat with legs crossed and shoulders slouched. I looked into the horizon, towards the Mumbai skyline. The more I focused, the more lights appeared … Continue reading A Drive of Love

The Shortest Night

The room was a mess. The curtains were askew along the windows, the cushions were lying helter skelter. The table was full of empty food bowls, wrappers and cans. Towels and clothings were spread throughout. The television was on, but I had set it on mute. On the couch she slept, peaceful and calm. She … Continue reading The Shortest Night