The fog lifted up and so did we, The smoke from the chulha was painting a dull picture, We moved ahead and saw a cavern, Inviting us to taste the adventure. I gave in and moved inside, while my sister stayed behind. The ivy creeper and passion vine were crawling in the courtyard, And meadow…
Lying on the soft velveteen grass, I as usual in my pensive state thought of you. Not deciding to fan my thoughts in a particular direction. I arrived at a junction, where I could feel the bliss of a warm connection. As I lay on the well-combed grass, I could feel the tiny droplets of…
I am addicted to the madness of the gurgling rivers that weep in silence, And the lofty pine and spruce trees that whisper something in my ears. I am sure, I understand what they have to say. Sometimes, I too feel it that way. Hope one day they realise. We both are built from stardust….
Few precious little moments of peace can make you have a rundown of emotions. Like when you lie on your bed with your hands folded back. There’s nothing except the sound of your heart and your breath, to break the monotonous silence in the room. The thumping sound of your heart weaves a beautiful tune…
“When the roads become isolated, and the green starts painting the mountains. When suddenly, the clatter transforms into melodious silence, you know you are heading back to the mountains. When the kids with apple-blush cheeks, wave you from the distant hills, and industrious women pass by, with heavy anklets jingling on their feet, You start…