The illusion of freedom
No one is ever completely free, in the true sense of the word. Call me a pessimist if you will, but it seems to...
The reason why I’m here
When I think of it, I realize that it's been such a long time since I wrote to you. Or talked to you. Or...
Summer Is Life
?The summer night is like a perfection of thought.? We all see the temperatures soaring and the sun spending a longer amount of time...
What Sets Us Apart?
You look at me. Almost shyly, I look back. There is much in these there-but-not-quite gazes, though they are silent. You are going, and...
The Dead Man Wore Pyjamas
Recently, I was reading Like the Flowing River, by Paulo Coelho. True, there were many thought provoking stories in the book, but there was...
Unanswered Questions!
It had been "ages" since we met, quite literally. And yet I knew her at once, without her having to turn all the way...
An Irreplaceable Power
In the words of Nelson Mandela, ?Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world.? The daily routines have...
Dead Letter
I choose to call this a dead letter because I've decided its faith even before it has taken shape. Since I chose to bare...
It might have been
Look, down there. That thing you just saw, shattered into a million tiny little pieces, is my heart. That sound you just heard was...
The Circle of a Mother’s Love
?Look in those eyes... Listen to that dear voice... Notice the feeling of even a single touch that is bestowed upon you by that...
