That Thing Called Hope

It was one of those winter days when sun is blindingly bright and the air has that crisp quality to it signifying change of yet another season. I was back home early from the school and my fifteen year old self was locked out of the house. My restless self couldn't sit on the porch [...]

Broken Deity

Watching remains of a goddess broken beyond repair, I feel an ancient faith that transcends time and resonates despair! Her lotus eyes looks at the ugly reality, she looks at the hordes of believers and non-believers reduced to depravity, She sits there discarded she sits there forgotten she sits there observing as time passes by [...]