A bright sunny morn, Just like any other dawn. Streets were bustling, With people hustling. The armed men did get signals But they didn't seem critical. The Enola Gray proved fatal As what it dropped was lethal. Down came at quarter past eight, The Little Boy, that...
The big green banana leaf, Glistened in the light. Nicely washed and cleaned, All set to get decked. In comes the creamy kheer, Towards the bottom right, Followed by the vegetable curries, Adorning the top portion. Pickles, chips and pappad, Take their position on the...
Hey! Have you seen me kids? Well, I guess no. Let me tell you my story, I am sure you will know me more. Passed down from generations, I carried memories And emotions in plenty, Alongside the spices. The angry and anguish, Were vented out When the mustard spluttered...
Summer vacations always meant A mandatory visit to the exhibition. A place filled with music, Lights, fun and frolic. The air carried the flavour Of the stalls and shops. Giving us a glimpse of what's in store, As we enter through the door. The rides were the main...
His big round eyes, Gleamed with joy, As he saw his mother, Come back from exile. She had fought a battle Between life and death, Spending months together, Away from her son. The little boy of ten, Knew that his prayers, Had brought her back, To him and he smiled. His...
Too much of ego, Will fall on like a blow. So, just let it go. Too much of pride, Will stagger your stride. So, just let it go. Too much of jealousy, Will prove to be messy. So , just let it go. Too much of negativity, Will bring in hostility. So, just let it go....
He was smart, intelligent And filled with charm. He had an aura That could make one feel warm. He spoke sense And made one feel at ease. Seldom, did he know, That, he ushered in peace. He made us think and read And taught us to write. To make us shine, Like the stars,...
She remembered the steps That she took with her parents. Those baby steps, That were wibbly-wobbly. Slowly, she learnt to walk, Sans any support. That, gave her the confidence, To conquer the world. . Off she went, to chase her dreams, But destiny had different plans....
Some like it hot, Some like it cold, How much ever their cup can hold. Some like it strong, Some like it light, It’s just how they feel it right. Some like it with milk, Some like it black, Just right to dodge the slack. A perfect blend of brew, Has a refreshing aroma...