The Lost Childhood

Do you remember your juvenile days, the time when the whole world was full of wonder and possibilities? The time when the whole world was ju...

The Drought...

It strikes me gravely, to write such as this. This is not ability to write that I share but the inability to do so. It is no story of real d...

The Things Around You.

Its is often a bit too much to ask for to have the ability to observe. It gives great option to the things that you see every day, adding a ...

The Burden of Command

To wield these stars and to hold his medals, to don this cap and to fill this chair. There are many things in life that may be happy but thi...

Breaking Away . . .

Severance is a pain that we all invest in. Every day, every hour, Year after year we live in its shadow. It’s not something we choose it’s s...

Surviving Today

Days are moving on at snail’s pace and to live through them is the most horrifying proposition to live with. The acts are not measurable in ...

Daffodils in Life’s way

                                       Many a daffodils laughed upon the little road by a brook, many a birds chirped upon the humble grass ...

Looking up at the Stars . . .

                          " We are all in the gutter , But some of us are looking at the stars.  "    -- Oscar Wilde              ...

Discovery of Passion Within !

                         There are times in one mans life when he actually does things for himself, There are things that are done because t...

So she came and So she went : My fist love

                             True Love happens once some say, and some say love is just a discovery and just like any discovery, Its is the ...