On Writing and Not Writing

I miss those days when I would sit in front of my screen, and words would string themselves together, and I would just write. Write my heart out about anything, and post it on my blog, and see the views gather really slowly. I would just be delighted to see that a few people had … Continue reading On Writing and Not Writing

Pantoum – Writer’s Block

  She inscribed letters on to the page, The curl of her a, the bend of her n, They brought reminders, Small, nostalgic ones.   The curl of her a, the bend of her n, Formed phrases and sentences, Small, nostalgic ones, They filled the blank pages.   Phrases and sentences were formed, All in … Continue reading Pantoum – Writer’s Block

No-man’s land

Someone’s been pulling me away, From everywhere that I’d like to stay. I’d like to remain in this no-man’s territory, That has no leaf, not a single tree.   Pull me away, but not too much, Let me remain just right where, I can spot, Those wonderful, utopian fantasies.   This world should not end … Continue reading No-man’s land

Of learning and unlearning

It’s been a long time since I wrote some prose. 2016 starts tomorrow and I find myself thinking how bygone memories start amalgamating into one big chunk. Recording memories helps to separate that chunk in your head. Moreover, writing about my memories has always made them even more special. Hence, this blog-post comes about as … Continue reading Of learning and unlearning