An Empty Canvas

Writing my own story, I did pause for a while, Gave rest to these hands of mine which experienced situations that no one else would wish to, Experienced the touch of cheeks and the ashes too! And here they are, Tired and numb to feelings, Could no more sense the touch, The touch of love,... Continue Reading →

The Last Cup of Tea

Dear Dad, I know you would be reading this, I know that I have changed a lot, from a boy who didn't know what responsibilities are to a person who now takes care of the family. I know that I can't match your level of precision in taking care of the family. But somewhere you... Continue Reading →

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