[238] The Napkin Cafe

Mumbai is a city where you see people drifting in and out of their own lives. Some days they feel the urge to live and some days they stay quiet and let the city consume them. On the days of living people go out in blind hope of chancing upon their destiny. They feel the [...]

[237] Fever Dream

Realities stack on top of each other warning me of my feeble head Fed by the system of mistakes I try to hold on to another identity to hold me together for a while again Imagine leaves stuck in stillness somewhere between green and the wilt of a brown so much so that the moment [...]

[236] Tragedy of a Digital Life (NaPoWriMo 4/30)

Digital sun is burning us away It's holding our best selves in prison lost heartfelt letters, of all our memories images get distracted in this age of information December helps us from drowning from all our fears away from the digital sun Catching the graveyard of stars on top of a frozen lake until it's [...]