Updated: 0ct 13, 2007
A Poem
It was a 'I don't want to get up' morning.A story
The anatomy of temptationA story (2 pages)
Two strangers meet. They will never meet again. Will they remember this meeting? A man meets a long-lost friend- his soul.
To want something, ardently, and yet to know that you won't be able to get it- because you are weak. How would that feel?
I started a poem, but could not complete it. Someone did.
She loved in silence. He died. She was heartbroken. Then, something happened.
Everyone says that it is beautiful, but the flower by the roadside is thinking something else.
Some memories always mesmerise. And when you get a chance to go back to those people, those places- magic results.
One of the first poems I wrote in English. Written under the spell of the Magboard.
What happens when you meet someone very dear after years?
Do promises like "Forever" or "Always" make sense?
She was silent. So was he.
Two friends, soon going to part, relive their story on a cosy winter day.
There was no sun. The ground was deserted. The clouds were gloomy. But something cheered up the old sitting area. A soft, sparkling tale of true friendship.
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