Over a Blank Page

When the days grew longer and the nights grew darker, She sat beside the unlit candle, to think and to question her gradual dismantle. What meant world to her, was lost somewhere. Somewhere in the dark among the lights, in the lights that shone so bright. If it were anything else, she would have coped…

Gaieties and Festivities

He looked at the sky The beaming stars The shining moon Yet, he knew the night missed something Diyas lit around Lights glowing and lightening up the surroundings Sweets loaded in big boxes hallmarked the ongoing festivity But he knew none of it was his He called her up Nobody picked up that call ‘Must…