August 15, 1947, 12 AM
Paali, Rajasthan
Nagaraj was pacing nonstop outside his hut. He was worried beyond what he could handle. The whole village was...
While revisiting the corridors of the childhood, I find myself amidst cacophony of those school bells, numerous chuckles knocking my eardrums from every direction,...
TRUTH
If I write truth
Somebody will attack me.
If I write lie
I will be attack by myself
tell me
What I have to write ?
KNIFE
Knives fighted
On the road,
Stars...
While passing through a railway station
My eyes met many eyes;
Some beautiful, some tired, some fiery,
Some fearful, some cunning, some stunning.
But the one which I...
