Cage of Independence!

Day was humid. The overcast sky had just let the sun to make its appearance. Puddles of mud and accumulated rainwater were here and there on the street of a village in Punjab. The first house on the street was of Rajesh Rao; Rao family, the Hindu family, had been living in that house for…

23rd brought some more Wisdom!

On the night of my birthday, I had a feeling that the moment I step out of bathroom, I’d be stabbed to death.
But…

Does what you write reflect you?

Trial that we started four days back is beginning towards its end today. If you missed the last session, you can have a look at Do we become what we read? Let the final session of trial begin. The subject in question is – Does what we write reflect us? Truth be told – No, not completely….

Do we become what we read?

You become what you read. You write what you are. Is it really so? My thoughts are quite reluctant to agree with it. In fact, they, my thoughts, are red-blooded to hit the trial box of courtroom to justify themselves. So, the subject in question is ‘Does what we read shape us? And what we…

This new house is my token of love for her, for my mom!

Sometimes our love for others blinds us, and other times we use our love to blind others. Alarm rang; it already was 6:00 am and here she was thinking how time flies away. She pressed the button on the top the alarm clock to make it stop screaming, an alarm clock which Tanya and Jay…