The little things

This time when she picked up her pen again, she was resolute in its use. The plastic cap was removed and she stuck it behind her ear, hoping to forget its existence for the next few hours. She got up hurriedly to look for paper. Paper that had long been saved for scribbles, mumblings and the incoherent whispers of a mad woman. Paper was found. Stuck carelessly between pages of … [Read more...]

Memoirs of an Avid Reader

My life can be put into very distinct and wide sections or categories. I love books so much that now when I look back and see my life through these sections, the Enid Blyton, The Animorphs, Ruskin Bond, Rabindranath Tagore, Ayn Rand, George Orwell, Amitav Ghosh, Virginia Wolfe, Ismat Chugtai and Gabriel Garcia Marquez, I feel humbled by their presence in my life. What I am … [Read more...]

do the WRITE thing

Studying in an engineering college, I have always been asked to curtail my imagination, creativity and believe only facts, figures and reasons. But then unperturbed by such chains and bonds, my mind always explored into the unchartered territories of imagination and creation and fill up the empty dreams which my eyes saw. I want to be a writer, someday. Even if not as a full … [Read more...]