You’ll find me When the skies darken The Eagles soar high above the clouds Where the woods deepen, The greens cover up like a shroud.
How many of us have watched Bollywood and thought that Love was what they showed in movies? How many times have you been told not
A Love Story that Dies Midway, but not the Love.
I am a Keralite working in Bangalore and August was extremely difficult for me, because my people where struggling. My family was safe. And yet,
An Open Letter to My Cousin for all our dreams that didn’t manifest, to work again our relationship and make those dreams come true.
6th September 2018: Today I am yearning to write. After a long long time. Today something heartwarming and beautiful happened. Today I was in a