the passage of time

You are short. You are tall. You are slim. You are healthy. You are fair. You are dark. You're proud. You're humble. You're nice. You're evil. You're probably a walking quintessential species whose queer intent is to contribute to the larger part of our existence. Nay, you're definitely not that guy who just walked past…

“Good Coffee”

I checked the time in my phone for the third time. 4:50pm. Exactly ten minutes had passed since the time I ordered my cappuccino. I have this habit of counting the time it takes the minute I place my order to the minute I receive the same. From what I’ve learnt, it varies from place…

Not sure

You never know anything for sure, you see Be it the smiles, the people or the messages You don't know if shallowness wears thick coats of painted authenticity You don't know if everything that goes in takes a curve at all times You don't know if what you think is right, is right. Or even…

This Summer

An eerie rush of cold fills my void As I ponder about this summer A void so unwanted, so unknown Untouched, awaiting to be filled So tell me which to you is worthy The stars glittering in sheer delight Or the moon holding on to herself? The silence of the air Or perhaps the beautiful…

If Only

She read through the invitation she had received for the class reunion once more. Some weeks back, an old classmate of hers’ from high school dropped by and handed her the invitation letter. She wasn’t showing much hospitality toward him. It wasn’t much of a surprise; since she was a kid, she had always cared…