Nowhere close to infinity, we were at 13,800 ft. A few foot steps on the canvas of snow, imprinted memories deep within, lived an experience. It was life beyond comforts. Limits pushed themselves harder everyday, and one fine morning, we're above the limits. An embarking journey started off from

Alone in the misty woods, the river flow being echoed, he stood on the cliff watching the distant stars fade away in brightness. The golden line on the sky made itself vivid, cleared all the clouds. Sun rose up laughing at him, he stood staring at. Ahead of him, is

Dracula by Bram Stoker, 488 pages. Time taken: 12 hours. Age: 11 years I didn't intend to complete it, at all. Judging by the size and vocabulary of the book, it was not my cup of tea for sure. I was in the train next to Jonathan Harker, for the

Just like any other day, they met in their jogging lane. Sitting on a bench facing the endless sea, she asked, "Do you believe in life after death?" "I never think of death." "Heaven and hell, a life after earth. And that's where people who loved me are. Are there

"Class ke baad mafia?" on whatsapp at 11:55am. And then we sat there till 3:00pm, shifted to canteen because some douchebag is taking class in UG-I. "Proxy maarna.. hum 6 logo ka.." in another group at 11:30am and my reply "arre, mein room pe hi hu.." and

They were not 4 years of life, it was life of four years. Infinite memories, I wish I could sum them up all in a few words. There was never a feel of attachment with these people, neither gave a thought about life without them. I never felt so lost

This is purely my perspective and I feel its judgmental enough. While I was reading the Bible the other day, the verse John 9:11..He replied, “The man they call Jesus made some mud and put it on my eyes. He told me to go to Siloam and wash.

It was march 21st, '12 early morning before sunrise and I could hear Imperial March from distance. She woke up and answered the call.. "He..lloooo", in my drowsy voice. "3 streets down your home.Right now." _I damn hate this job when it kills my sleep. But, I love

It is an extraordinary pleasure to have dusk and dawn together, isn't it? I feel so pleasant spending time here when I had worries. I always reach there before dusk, watching the bright turning dark. I look at the sea with those eyes filled with tears. I sit on this