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Petrichor

I crawled through the times As I walked through the woods I gazed at the gray sky Itโ€™s empty of stars I relish those moments As the rain drops touched me I took a deep breath The petrichor brought the fragrance of her in my soul It made me so chill I could sense herโ€ฆ

When flowers whisper

An evening to remember: I lived in a suburban city. She resides on the outskirts of the city. After a few hours of driving, I arrived at the restaurant where we planned to meet. I had no idea this was going to be the beginning of everything. My life changed forever when this started.  As I parked, Iโ€ฆ

Turquoise Cold

There was a time We lived miles apartOn the edges of isolation An absolute feel of estrangementA state of hopelessly tangled up The city was desertedThe roads were emptiedStreets were silent The night was freezing cold We met at the cross roadsThe universe conspires toMake people meet each other We found each other personasWent aheadโ€ฆ

Fading out in Fog

Spring It’s 7 in the morning. Sunlight was peeking through the window. I got up and reached the balcony to get a view of the lake. A wave of fresh air swept through the room. It was an unusual spring morning with shimmering sunlight, warm breeze, birds fluttering and chirping, the humming sound of lakeโ€ฆ

If I Met You…Again!

If I met you… again… I would have hugged you and greeted you with flowers… I would have watched your glowing face, long shiny hair, gazed at your penetrating eyes, captured the glimpses of a tiny light hidden beneath your eyes… I would have taken you to all beautiful places on earth… I would have taken you home, cooked aโ€ฆ

The Pink Saree and Black Coffee

“Ready? Give me 2 minutes please” She was hurrying up. He completely indulged himself in that moment, quietly sitting on the low-slung, quilted, cozy chesterfield sofa, dressed up and watching her getting ready. He was tall, well built, with longer black hair combed backwards, a well-groomed full beard and thick moustache. He wore a simple,โ€ฆ

Snow Walking, Murphy’s Law and Some Coffee

Somewhere near the northern hemisphere there was a place quite popular for every half year of daylight in summer and another half year of dark days during winter. Winter was harsh and the temperature used to keep dropping down till it got extremely cold. It was a bleak early morning. I stepped out of myโ€ฆ


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