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...
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...
I’ll wish I was there
My earliest memory of the activity that has occupied the most generous portion of my life thus far - going to school - is...
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...
Let Gandhiji’s Dream come True…..
"Can you better the condition of your women? Then you will hope for your well-being. Otherwise you will remain as backward as you are...
A Father’s Love is Forever
?None of you can ever be proud enough of being the child of such a Father who has not his equal in this world-...
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...
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...
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 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...
