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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
My Part of Life 