Bliss of imagination.

Their laughter invisible ripples in the monotonous wind. Their dangling feet feathers of imagination buoying in the air. Their mind running wild like the flooded river. They were harry potter floating on their broom, They were pirates sailing their ship. They were kids and their imaginations were their bliss. The bicycle was old and wretched, … Continue reading Bliss of imagination.

The longest day. (Choka#1)

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com After retirement, he woke at the crack of dawn , habits beat like heart. Hazy eyes at suit and tie, dangling from the peg , like the gaping oblong face. His office bag smells, like steel of train , dried peanuts, sweat and burnt papers. Spiders are now working hard, … Continue reading The longest day. (Choka#1)

Memories.

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Memories euphoric and lugubrious avalanches inside my heart, like the snow on those ghostly roads , unbounded and free. Memories dive inside my mind and peck my heart's flesh. Those memories grow like my nails strong but ugly, they know the nooks and crannies of my hiding place, they know … Continue reading Memories.

Hope.

Pic credit -Mayuri Srivastava. Rain swirled and the lizard hopped out of the mud with a splash, smell of lilies buoyed from the heart of her gloomy flowerbed. She stepped out and let the raindrops crown her maze of eyelash, rain or whipping storm she decided to live before she was dead. ~Mayuri Srivastava~ Nature … Continue reading Hope.