Let the splash of water hit you. Let it hit you hard, Let it hit you sweetly. Let it’s temperature give you chills. And let it’s so-called blue brighten your mood. One splash at a time, one wave racing mind. But let it not sweep you ashore. As you are no sand. You are the […]Read More Let It
What do you call strange? A man walking by your side singing 90’s hymn. Or a little guy who met your eyes, in the mid of sunlight, begging with arms held high. I call them the common strangers. The ones who are strange not by ones nature, but just by knowing. We don’t know them […]Read More Strangers 2.0
From one sip to two, from neat to bottom’s up, from being in a mood to get into the mood, how far can we excuse to drink it to death. Till the very last breath, will you still be holding a cigarette in your hand, and pour the rum down your neck. Shouting cheers and […]Read More Half filled!
Every morning, I wake up and I wash. I wash the dirt off my skin. Hoping there is just a layer to peel off. That maybe, a light scrub will make me clean. But still every dawn, I’m messier than before. Maybe I should scrub harder, maybe I should scrub untill it hurts and there […]Read More Musings: At Dawn