Of late, I don't feel the urge to pick up my  pen like before. It makes me think, have I really lost it? The one thing that I love more ...

It starts with a kiss, the kind that takes your breath away. The deliciousness of the surprise, the taste of your lover's lips. Peppermi...

Image Source How are you? Your message blinks on my mobile screen. How am I? That has been a question that I have been asking mysel...

Image Source Aditi tried to ignore the heaviness inside her as she got dressed for the party. The text from Vivek was read, but no...

I have seen you as a wobbly kneed boy As you ran behind me pulling my pigtails  Throwing little stones far into the middle of the pond  Seen...

Image Source She was the woman who worshiped serpents. Some called her a witch who practiced dark magic. Others claimed to have seen ...

Image Source Words. They run around on the inside of her skull. Random. Haphazard. The moment she tries to string them together in a...