All we do is sit and feel. Feel till the blood freezes in the knots of our fingers and then let it all gush down from the tips onto paper. We then sign it and see it flow from fingers of one person to another until its thumbed and pressed between the pages of a… Continue reading “US”
I am the muse that always comes to your mind when you sit down with a pen and paper. The girl who materialises on your desk just as you imagined her the moment ink smeared on the paper. Her long hair, dove eyes and those red lips. She was there to nod along and caste… Continue reading The Muse
The first question I asked when I was advised to start writing a blog was that, “why would anybody want to read it?” Especially when it is linked with so many side businesses these days. Fashion, food, travel, you name it, search it and you will find it on the web. So really why would… Continue reading Stories
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