The third spear
The clouds made a pitstop at Gujars, where the storm was awaited.
Stories 📜
History is a long story started with "Hi" and it never ends. A small subset, is created here. ;)
blank canvas
At 6:20pm, the studio got empty again. The doors were shut
30 plus plus
Ever seen a magician bending a spoon with the sheer power of
Time whispers
She closed the fierce winds behind her, shutting the door. She reached
#okbye
*
Tak tak karne laga, ho mere ghutne darne laga…
tak tak karne
Sorry!
The table heard me saying sorry when I spilled some snacks on
Miracles
How a morning dew sprinkled on the shrubs,
How the rays of
Vengeance of headless brides
In 1730s, a small kingdom on the banks of Rhine in today’
I’ll love you, later!
Dear,
Your presence brightens my inability to silence my smile, mute the
How often do you look back?
*How often?
How often do you look back at life you left
Knock Knock
“Knock knock.”
“who’s there?”
“Me!”
“Who’s me?”
“You’re you!
Platonic friendships
The boundaries are often unclear, and yet the intertwined lifestyles blur the