A Deep Cut

How I learned shaving myself without dad's helpIt was tough at first,I didn't know how to use a blade,Although I was aware of the lather that the gel would produce,I used to watch my brother shave,I was never good at it, Never tried it either,How does a blade feel on your face?On your throat?While I... Continue Reading →

Kirdaar

It wasn't some flashy jewellery, It wasn't some cool car, Things we do, They were simple, A walk alongside a park, A treat near a local store, Two rounds around the huge green boundary walls, On my little cycle, I would sway past him like a pro-racer each time when I would come across him... Continue Reading →

The Final Transaction

It was a pleasant evening in Paris, a little drizzle and the pathway lit-up with beautiful street lamps which resonated with the 19th century. Beautiful dim street lights with yellowish blaze lit-up the streets with the smell of beautiful roses. Fresh and alive as the people who resided there. Everyone knew the source of the... Continue Reading →

The Empty Cabin

He visited the cabin again today, after 6 long years, His dad's cabin, Where his dad used to work, doing his research and experimenting on chemicals, Still the same setup, he recollected, Burette's and Pipette's, bottled chemicals with warning labels on them, Various distinct beakers placed side by side, He still remembers the day, when... Continue Reading →

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