Memories of a man
These are my memories of a man who was so much more than just my grandfather?
Someone who always had the time to talk, who...
On Being Judged
She was understandably angry. Everyone she knew had some sort of comment to make and she was fed up of hearing them. She knew,...
Chandrapur: The Forgotten Capital
Dale Menezes is Currently studying in XII Arts, at Smt. Parvatibai Chowgule College, Gogol, Margao - Goa. He has Represented Goa at the National...
Bits of a memory
And perhaps this is, in a way, the creation of another memory. Maybe we'll come across this little scrap one day, when clearing out...
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...
The birth of Spring
?Somehow in the dead of winter when its 40 below, so cold your words just freeze in the air, you think you'll never hear...
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...
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...
Daddy
Long ago, I'd read somewhere that the true greatness of a person is reflected by the human inability to define that greatness. And so,...
A Fairy Tale Love
We recently took a trip to Southeast Asia, including Hong Kong, Beijing, Singapore, Malaysia, and Indonesia. It was quite an exciting trip mainly because...
