The aquamarine blue- a heaven under the waters is studded with all the colours that ever existed in the universe. Serene and placid, it is always brimming in vibrancy. Thousands of different kinds of corals thriving in colonies form the architecture and life source of my city.
Quiet stories
The winding road, with a boulevard of trees looked welcoming. A yellow rain of flowers on either side left a subtle perfume in the air. At the end of this winding road, stood a wondrous piece of architecture- the town’s library. The sandstone building’s arched turquoise blue windows made it stand out. The windows had…
Old picket fence
Cedar planks leaning and coming loose at the ground- they once must have been painted a glowing white that the April sun reflected on. The picket fence now had a duller white peeling off from its surface.
When the sky turned ominous
The stillness was uncanny. Not a leaf stirred, the forest it seemed was stunned under a spell. Moments passed like hours as a dark, dense blanket far above the trees gathered. With a loud clap of thunder breaking the eerie silence, it split open and large drops hastened down the canopy in a deluge. A…
Nostalgia touching home
Those warm memories you created Have left an imprint in your soul You remember-
Meraki
Each time you pick up your pen and only truth flows out Each time you let your paint brush reflect your soul on the canvas
Layers of life
The paint brush hovers over the palette, The palette that has a multitude of colours And then dipping into a deep blue The colour spreads onto the white canvas, dousing it with serenity. A vibrant green of abundance blends into the blue, The hope of a striking yellow sparks a bounty of joy And the…
The special kite
It was almost evening and the two sisters were bored. Muma was going to get back home late. They had played kitchen, doctor, detective, scientist, butterfly and housefly and what not. Now they wanted something new. The elder sister who was in charge when muma was out had an idea. She decided to make a…
Juniper breeze
The breeze is young, and the glades of grass sway together The fiery globe suspended in the sky throws a wash of soft orange onto the vast field.
The Literary Affair 