For all the good people I meet here.... PINNEDI will most probably never see you, Never truly know your joy or your pain, Your light, your darkness, Your dreams, your fears. We are different— In mind, in body, in desire, In place and belief. You may believe in God, I may believe in none. You c... See More »
The Page TurnsIn the dust and fading thunder a soldier tastes his final breath. Valor, fear, and purpose drift— soft shadows loosening from his chest. He sees the war slip through his hands, its glory, pain, and borrowed pride. All he lived becomes a story... See More »
Tell me about the furthest ancestor you remember meeting.I met my great-grandfather once when I was 5 or 6 years old — he was around 80 at that time. Who did you meet? What do you remember about them?
Is grief the price of love, or is it the proof that love was real?A close friend of mine passed away in an accident. His wife is inconsolable, completely shattered by the loss. I don’t know what words can truly comfort her. All I can do is stay by her side and let her know she isn’t alone. Beyond that, I’m unsure... See More »
Beautiful Because it EndsThe beauty of life is that it ends. A moment glows because it slips away. Joy aches because it cannot stay, and pain is gentle because it must go. Everything passes— and because it passes, everything shines.
A Place in My PrayersAll I can do is add you to my prayers. You wandered here to be heard, Opened your heart in hope That a few faceless names might understand. Toned voices, drifting words— Perhaps they bring you comfort. Your pain may be a partner’s crime, Unrequited... See More »
True ConverstationTrue conversation is a patient drizzle, not a sudden flood: for only words that gently seep into the heart's deep soil can take root, nourish ideas, and bloom into lasting change
What is it with the Girl and Her Shoes?Every relationship has an object that defines it, and for us, it was the shoes. White, high-heeled, and utterly indefensible, each one sported a massive, rose-hued crystal flower. That relentless ‘tip-tap’ sound was the theme music for my first year... See More »
Who decides what’s divine - the believer or the preacher?Isn’t divinity something we discover through our own experience, not through authority? When faith rests only on another’s voice, doesn’t it turn into obedience rather than realization? A preacher may interpret and guide, but belief is an inward... See More »
Joker, Batman & a Bit of High School RomanceHigh school was a world of new coordinates: the endless stretches of corridors, the sprawling campus that dwarfed our previous lives, and the bewildering number of new faces spilling from a dozen different class sections. For my best friend, however,... See More »
Falling in Love - HaikuFell in the pool of love — a hundred hands reached for me, I grew gills, stayed deep.
The Moment You Realize Family Is All You Truly HaveA few days ago, I saw something that has stayed with me. He was standing there, silent and lost, in front of his mother’s mortal remains. People — colleagues, friends, and well-wishers .... kept coming to offer their final respects. He’s someone I... See More »
Letting goNo crown of glory outlives the grave, nor love, nor hate, can cross the horizon. Gold melts, kingdoms fade, homes return to dust the earth reclaims. Saints who shine, sinners who sink... only forgotten tales beneath the soil. Friendship,... See More »
The Empty CartI was accompanying my friend on one of her long shopping sprees. She picked up products, placed them in her cart, then put them back again in endless indecision. To escape the slow torment of watching, my eyes wandered...and I noticed an old hunched... See More »
Behind a NameBehind this name, I try to show, The care I feel, you’ll never know. No smile for you to clearly see, Yet still, your words mean much to me. You can’t hear laughter, soft and true, Or see my eyes light up for you. But in each line I leave behind, I... See More »
My Little BodyguardsA few years back, I was working on a project in a far-off, beautiful hill station. The mornings were cool and misty, and we had a cozy little café. There, a ginger cat mom lived with two kittens ..... one with coat like a leopard and another the... See More »
Unclaimed heartsHe stood, turned away. Across the table, she gathered her bag, each motion a soft farewell. He had nothing to take. What he treasured most lay between them— like a delicate glass abandoned on the table. In his eyes, fear flickered— Would it lay unt... See More »
I Left the Bonds of Eons Behind“Why?” I asked. He smiled— peace glowing like a hundred suns. “Who?” I asked. He turned to me, his steps gentle, light as breath. “Where?” I asked. The Buddha—serene, a blossom of the divine— walked ahead in calm, gentle strides. I followed— and l... See More »
Become the Person You SeekSomeone once gave me a piece of advice that stuck with me: “Be the kind of person you want to meet.” In relationships, we’re often drawn to people who seem to fill a gap in us; the shy go for the bold, the introvert for the outgoing, the... See More »
The Forgotten Umbrellas in Our LivesSome people are like umbrellas..... most needed when life pours down on us with rain and thunder. They shield us in our darkest, stormiest hours without asking for anything in return. But the moment the skies clear and the sun returns, they’re... See More »
Creativity Often Grows in the Soil of SufferingPain has a way of cracking open the soul, revealing truths we might otherwise never confront. When people face deep necessity, whether emotional, social, or physical, they are pushed to imagine new solutions, new ways of being. Adversity becomes... See More »
