The Stinking Skin – The King of Seas

There is a lot to say; there was so less. There is so much to think; there was nothing at all. There was a whole world to go; there is no place like home. Home. The more I think, the more vague it becomes. The more I try to remember, the more I forget, and…

Cost of Wicky’s Mood Swing – A Short Story!

{The feature image is mine – Pixelated for fun!} So then, not like everyday, Wicky is driving his bike very carefully. He isn’t always cautious while he drives. No. He is very reckless. That’s what his friend Kiran often disapproves. Kiran doesn’t like Wicky driving recklessly, but Wicky doesn’t care. Kiran too isn’t worrying about…

Keep The Light Safe – An Indian Poem

There’s a place for sure, Where this race can cure, All the disease, and precede, With all its glory, till the end of times, Just as it begun, With the goblet of wisdom, At the advent of time. This nation, with all its grace, Shall not perish and fade away, No grave danger is in…

Maya – The Ultimate “Illusion” of Life?

{Being so naive, I apologize if I exclude something importantly orthodox or I exploit anything too much on bias. Let’s go then?} Maya, the illusion of Life is one of the most intricate concepts of Hinduism (as people around the world are calling this religion; the name of it, I too don’t know, and I…