We hear often, “they said so.” “I heard from them.” “They do so.” Who are they? I know not. Where are they? You know not. But, they remain. Unabashed. They walk amongst us. Unashamed. Till I find another scapegoat, For whatever I would tell and have told, They will be blamed As I walk absolved.
MONITOR GOING TO SLEEP He shut down his laptop and tossed it carelessly. His eyes brimming with sleep after what seemed like an endless search for a vacancy in software engineering, Sameer crashed on his sofa bed with a thud, next to the laptop. The next morning would bring a realization that he has completed [...]Read More
”Reviewer The arms of weighed down trees swung in the summer breeze as the incessant night crawled by. Anvesha could literally see the veins of time on her hands. A carefree kite struggled for freedom from the branches of the birch tree in her garden. “It’s probably one of the kids from the neighborhood yet [...]Read More