1. Branches dance in breeze Gray clouds, medley of birdsongs Rain washed Monday noon 2. Moonlight shimmering, Wheat stalks whisper sad secrets Harvest starts post dawn 3. Swimming in circles Bouncing back from the glass walls Folks trapped in fishbowls
I am not really the person whom you call up just to ask “what else is going on,” No. I’m the person who loves it when you call me because that book last night made your chest ache and you couldn’t sleep. You call to make me listen to the sound of rain falling on … Continue reading When You Call Me…
I have a special connect with short stories. From Jhumpa Lahiri to Haruki Murakami, from Alice Munro to Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, I devour short stories from my favorite authors with an enthusiasm and delight that I used to reserve for those mango ice lollies, that my siblings and I secretly enjoyed during the summer vacations of our childhood. … Continue reading Museum Of Memories By Amrita Mukherjee
(Image Source: Pinterest) I have decided to write a novel. The decision was taken almost two years back but if you ask me to show anything for it, I might not have much. In fact, I’m being discreet, I have nothing to show you. Initially, I thought it was my laziness that was stopping me from … Continue reading Struggling To Write A Novel? Come Join Me!
(Image Source: Epson.com) 3.30 am. Exams, projects, marks, placements the words that crammed his head dissolved into a pool of blood. The stars beckoned him, he smiled, the revolver slid from his hand. The note fluttered under the coffee cup while he joined the stars. 'Let me sleep' that's all the note said. (Note: The … Continue reading Sleep
Arka Datta is a recently published author and I'm proud to be his friend. Arka is a writer from Kolkata, India. He has been a lot of different things before deciding to settle with writing books. His short stories have been printed by publishers like Penguin and HBB, and a few respected online magazines. About Arka's Book: Arya … Continue reading Guest Post By Arka Datta: Getting Published in India, AKA the Act of Befriending Rejections
(Image: Writing in the laps of the Himalaya. At Spiti Valley) I am not the 'life' of any party I do not have a gang of friends to embark on adventures or make my day to day life seem like a sitcom I work from home so there isn't any scope of making work friends, as … Continue reading Why Writing Could Be A Lonely Soul’s Way Of Talking To You