Weaving prized moments, from life’s treasure chest, together
CHAPTER 6 - THE REVELATION A man walked in . Durga gaped at him in utter shock. How did he find her whereabouts? He instructed a few men who followed him into the room, to take Kanaimama away from there. The men grabbed Kanai by his feet and dragged him towards the exit, leaving a... Continue Reading →
Another one from my school days--- Struggles are not something we want , but, it's importance , at the same time, can't be ignored. It helps us discover ourselves further, the hidden side of us, which we still have to fathom . Any living being acts best under pressure and this brings forth our strength and wits. Without struggle, the words—-success and victory- will have no meaning at all. So here’s a little poetry on it...
CHAPTER 5 - THE FLASHBACK Neera turned around to see the box that was resting on the table beside the door. It was a pretty green metallic box with flowers painted on it. The shiny green color was too attractive. She served cha* to her father, Rahman chacha and Kabir bhai*, Rahman chacha's son. But,... Continue Reading →
Wrote this poetry, when I was in class XI. Shared it on my blog , after I started A weaver at work . It showcases most beautifully the worth of time that we fail to acknowledge when we do have time in hand. Go ahead and give it a read...
QUOTES BY ME - AS I LEARN AND GROW EVERYDAY , MY MIND AGES TOO, WITH THE SUBTLE TOUCH OF EXPERIENCE . THERE'S NO END TO KNOWLEDGE... These quotes are realizations gathered in one or two lines as time takes me on a ride with it ...SO PRESENTING TO YOU MY REALIZATIONS ABOUT THE BEAUTIFUL... Continue Reading →
A Weaver at work 