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The word "Kadali" - A Telugu word for the ocean was introduced to me as it happened to be the moniker for a coastal village set i...

She sits on the picnic bench, clenching something tightly in her hand. "Theory of relativity" she whispers to herself and wa...

Let me take a moment To mourn the gone Oscillating between Feeling lost and found Dead and alive Let me shead a tear To drown this p...

Ride, this one Amid fields of musings Exclamations, interjections, Gasps Tears, smiles, pains Curated moments Etched deep in...

(A fresh perspective on midlife crisis) We all have our rooted passions, and these are not the ones that come and go...I am speakin...

(A Remembrance) The first time I met him I was barely an adult, newly wed in the land of the free and the brave. He was wheelchair...

There is a dark room I ponder in With an open window Sneak previewing the outsides I clutch to the railings my view cutting th...

What honor To stumble upon a bond That reformats life. A presence that questions you Shakes you, wakes you To yourself! What blis...

Unsaid Undone Unexpressed - Unearth those Speak the unspoken Unlock those hearts Live, love, let the unspent affections ...

(A lousy metaphorical farce) Tumbling down to a bemusement The train of thoughts Trained to see the light Tinker around to fin...

Between speech and silence Yoyoing your stashed passion Slyly you confuse the senses Disowning yourself. Between Sunrises an...