Free image pixabay Meeting an old friend after ages is sometimes like meeting a new person. Someone so new that you prefer their warm, old memory instead... We hold handsuninterrupted by lifeTalk about a hundreddreams-More than a score andfive years ago. We walk like we ownthe trailsthat lead to our homesSay hello to the tinyfoliolesbefriended …
Fuchsia
(This story is based on true events) Rekha spun round in her swirl skirt, an orange cotton blend with a zari border and tassels hanging by her slender waist, which was barely able to hold the heavy garment. My gaze was fixed on her face, gaunt and grey. The last two months had played havoc …
Our Souls are Flecked with Friendship
Our souls, I believe, are flecked with friendship. You know, we are mostly lucky to find friends at several crossroads. Not all of them are forever, but they do stay like cold, fresh mornings that are rather sharp, but then also so raw and completely unorthodox. Yes, the most beautiful relationships are so unconventional. And …
A Hundred Quills 