On a Thursday that flirted with frostbite,New York City crouched under its own weight—steel towers, whispered winds, and the soft crunchof snow finding refuge on cobblestones. Larry, all scarf and cane, shuffled toward the subway,his breath little clouds of resignation.The old aeronautical engineer,half-pilot of his own past,still sharp enough to spot a flawed trajectory.“What’s the…
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Festival Embers
Festival, joy, lights all around,Each lamp lit bright, a spark of cheer.Tell me, Govind, can you feel it, too?This rush in the air, this glow we walk through? The street’s alive, with rangoli on stone,Each curve a story, each hue its own.Barefoot we trace paths laid by hands unseen,Wonders crafted from rice and dreams. The…
Celestial Whispers
In the serene hills, where the Nilgiris rise,I guide our sheep through the emerald green,Tea plantations stretch endlessly,Mist clings to the peaks,whispering secrets of the past.I’m a timid boy, always scanning,Cautious and alert, every step measured. The night was cool,the air sharp as I stood on the hill,Feet pressed into the damp earth,The grass wet…
The Final Debate
Four years lapsed between the last iconic debate and today. In the time, the pandemic was conquered and life moved on. It was finally determined that the world was indeed flat, and squarely flat in all its realms. A crisp rectangle that was made of two parts – the Eastern Square and the Western Square….
#Writetober 2022
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you. Maya Angelou 1Train 2Smoke 3Ethereal 4Flutter 5Guard 6Shiver 7Elm 8Liturgy 9Crane 10Sight 11Starlit 12Dwell 13Trail 14Dream 15Betray 16Crown 17 Twisted 18 Costly 19 Poem 20 Ivy 21 Moth 22 Treasure 23 Between 24Elder 25 Book 26 Creeping 27 Twirl 28 Rediscover 29 Fortnight…
A Tale of Hope
A tête-à-tête. A tell-tale connection. An endearing conversation. A tribute to each and every life fallen. Photo Source: Photography Portfolio
Ain’t the Spring of Pain
Nestled in the woods,the trail rode uphill.Wrapping around a quaint barn,winding down in its path.Like parting with the hillthat gave an abode.It bid adieu, forking at the pond,splitting ways east and west. Barring an one-off weather,Rishi would frequent the trail with vigor.Be it the cold wintry dawn,weak spring sunshine,muggy summer sky, ora warm autumn day,…
Black and White
Studded with plateaus anddistant craggy peaks,Tataouine sat at the mouthof semiarid Tunisian Sahara.As the sun bid adieu for the day,the sand cooled off its heelsin the heart of a dry barren land. A small flock of Barbarin sheepmade a beeline, nudging each otherkicking dust, treading back abode.Miled’s vocal cues echoed in the air,steering them through…
Trials of a trail
When the Honda minivan pulled into entrance of Sea-Tac International Airport, Nandan glanced at his watch and registered that he had three hours before his flight to India departed. An arduous couple months of graduate school warranted a much deserved spring break away from the sprawling campus of University of Washington. He was eagerly looking…