Early winter

You talked of the early wintersMaybe in all the excitementYou forgot that it was still too earlyWinters would be delayedLike they always are The city would changeA cloud of thick smogWill eat it upStalls of roasted peanutsAnd rewdi will pop up You do love wintersAnd I agreeThere is some charmIn wintersDespite them beingA little depressive…

A cigarette and a nose

Then the blood rushed to my nose and it felt weird. You remember right? I have a few issues with my nose or you forgot? I remember sometimes looking at my friends in a restaurant or in a shop when they would smoke. Cigarettes after cigarettes and I would wonder how lucky and stupid they were…

Garmi ka ek din

Hello again. I recently invested in a diary and now my aim is to put it to a good use. Today, I wrote a short story and a sher. Now you will have to wait for the sher because this post will have the story. Read it and let me know your views. 🙂

I am no Puneet

There is a guy named Puneet out there who looks like me. How do I know about that? Well, let me tell you a story. I entered this metro and stood to one side knowing very well that it will get crowded soon. After five minutes I realize that this guy sitting on a seat…

A thing of beauty….

In response to The Daily Post's writing prompt: "Moved to Tears." Describe the last time you were moved to tears by something beautiful. Several weeks ago I was at McDonald's taking something for someone and I went to the washroom and on my way out I heard a group of kids making noise.I on arriving…

An explanation maybe?

So some random girl from a different country messages me,read the message- "whch place is this in ur cover pic please tell me....am worried.." I reply that the place is Shimla.She replied telling me that she has seen this place in her dream,and it was empty,dark and there was something horrible,no one else was there…