To all the twenty year old….
Microtale on Time and Life
The worth of wait in photography
A day in the lifeline of Mumbai transport – Local trains
Who said being the younger sibling meant no responsibility is a story about a relationship beyond boundaries.
We’ve all had this self-doubt in our mind of – What next in life – call it your career, jobs, or even a small decision that poses a huge impact in your life.
A short story on nature’s lessons to human race.
Read a microtale on Love.
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Microtale on Demonetization
Micro Tale on Dreams
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The Micro Tale Journey Kick Starts!
She lived her life every day adjusting with the pain.
Why do some dates remind us of memories?
The story of an anonymous soul who spread love with her hazel eyes
I hope everyone has their own stories of their window seat.
A camera & a pen for a chronicle!
An award is a small recognition of what you truly are capable of. Thank you for nominating me.
He Ain’t a grapher, ain’t a story teller,
He’s a wanderer capturing memories in a stellar.
Some memories stay even if you force to forget. The roots of her Rakhi entangled my heart.
The traditional South Indian story about the beginning of an unbroken bond.
Rekindling the strum to pick the note again!
He had this craving for her and he confronted it in his last dance. His last dance!
“You gave me strength, a new HOPE!”,he said as he held my palms.
…Are you in love? asked my cupid-struck heart. “Yes, I’m.
“And what makes you write?”, he asked. “Well-wishers!”, I smiled at him.
He whammed the Enter key, ensuring freedom for the poor soul.
“This is your first step…and I’ll be there by your side”, He said embracing her!
The Transformation of Scribbled Writings 2014-2016
Shiny night wrapped with a million stars, Scouting around for a picture in the mars. My fingers yearned for some breath-taking clicks, I guess the emotions stuck her like cupid piercing bricks.
This part of my life is called Understanding what being Faithful Meant – Hachiko of 2016
How I start off from my work place every evening and unwind myself
Listen to her advice for his son as she cried
“It’s time for me to go”
The flow of emotions as I had a stern look at the magnificent cliff.
16000 Steps | 2330 feet | My trekking story to Kalavantin Durg
The photographer lived her life carefree! Read ahead how is she described!
Sometimes even the smallest things can bring happiness in you – “This is the best thing that has happened to me” I said.
The inexplicable words of a soldier. Followed by Dylan Thomas famous lines:
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light!
She was the dulcinea of his dreams. And this was how he met her first!
An early August Sunday morning on alarm bells, I was up before everyone else. Took the bike keys swiveling around my fingers, Zipped the windcheater without any linger. Scooted over to the nearest lake shivering. The windcheater couldn’t cheat those razor-sharp raindrops, I was shuddering. With blinding sight, I made it safe to the place….
Beauty was defined not by the way you look, I shrugged off, uttering these words ogling from the nook.
Read about the struggle of people who travel in a Local train and the tenacity with the gruesome blasts!
Read about the Herculean hands of the old man and where his inspiration originates from!
He had the traveller’s lust, Exploring nature’s best. The love for the wilderness, The sweet aroma of the wet soil, Engulfing himself in the greeneries, He searched for nature’s uniqueness. His travelling experiences were beyond words, They turned him into a story teller. The departure to unknown lands, Made him glad about his own…
You think you know what struggle is? The boy asked.
You just need to find happiness around you. Just look around.
The walk that we need sometimes in life
Some people stay while some just walk away. Its upon you how you make it your way!