Dear Readers, It's not always that a poem sits at the tip of your tongue. A poem, more often than not, takes its sweet time to come to you. Even when it forms like perfection in your mind, it turns into jelly when you want to want to put the words down. This is what …
Mountains & the Delhi Trees
I’ve been trying to get out early in the morning nowadays. The wee hours that I normally devoted to my writing are being spent roaming the streets of Delhi. Not that the city can boast of an early morning breeze but it’s enough that I can now afford to give the strident noise of the …
A Hundred Quills 