An open letter to my batch mates and my juniors.
Dear All, College life, for my friends of the final year and me, is practically coming to an end. We are at that point on the...
A Poet's Poem
There is a thing with us “poets”. We see a lot, We think a lot, We feel a lot. We observe… No, not like your Sherlocks. We don’t...
Emma's Story
“You are one demanding husband”, said Emma, with the obvious quivers in her voice that old age brings. She looked over her shoulder and...
