I wrote this haiku with a very different idea but on second thoughts, I can see this one meaning different things for different people. Continue reading “In One Piece – a haiku”
In One Piece – a haiku
Dublin Murder Squad: mixing bold to the old
The term detective fiction is made of two words: detective + fiction. However, more often than not, the focus of such books lies on the first part, i.e. the mighty detective. Well, not always. In Tana French’s Dublin Murder Squad series, the focus tilts towards the fiction part and that isn’t even the best part!
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To the land of budding book lovers
A few weeks back, I received a Whatsapp text. My Muscovite friend Katya, of whom I talk all the time in my Prochnost updates, was up to something awesome again. She had switched jobs recently and the ‘Kniga Worm‘ that she is (no literally!), she decided to get the kids in her new school excited about books by, get this, blogging about books!
बीता हुआ जीवन
यह कविता एक मरते हुए व्यक्ति के आखिरी विचार हैं, जब वो ये चिन्तन कर रहा है कि उसने जीवन में आख़िर क्या खोया और क्या पाया ।
One Happy Flight.
On my flight to Varanasi a few weeks back, I luckily stumbled upon one of most interesting conversations I have had this entire year so far. Continue reading “One Happy Flight.”
The Damsel in Distress
Flipping through the pages of yet another piece of fiction, I had an epiphany. There was something wrong. The book was well-paced. Nice plot. Then what was it? After a few moments of silence, I got the answer.
Water Verse
Giving way to the stone hindering your path,
you changed your route, despite all power.
Oh Water! I feel just like you:
forced to mould with many a scar. Continue reading “Water Verse”
पुकार / Calling
When it comes to your calling, logic doesn’t work straight. These lines are dedicated to my calling for the written word ❤ Continue reading “पुकार / Calling”
The ruins that once held India’s destiny
On one of my visits to Varanasi long back, I went to the nearby Chunar Fort by sheer luck. It was my birthday and all I wanted from my parents was to go stare at a Fort’s ruins. Well, they smiled and agreed. They are awesome that way!
The Ideal Date
“What would an ideal date be like to you?”
Literary Lemonades 
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