The Winds Changed.

The winds changed. "Loving, caring, understanding"  Said my love. I was. "Optimistic, humorous, cheerfu...

All for Nothing.

All for Nothing. Who we were, Who we are, Would always be unknown, None shall remember to carve it in stone. None would speak, Non...

Delhi Drama. Act 2.

Act 2  Scene 1. The auto stops. 3 women with 3 little girls adjust themselves into the Auto. "I feel s...

Love. Hope. Fear.

Love. Hope. Fear.  I look at you when you're not looking at me. I hope you do the same. I am scared you do the same.    Y...

Chintu Travels 2015. Day 4. Ahmedabad.

My bus to Ahmedabad from Udaipur was at 5 AM. 5 AM! I had initially booked a bus which was a 7 AM, not many people signed up for that bus, ...

Little Bird

Little Bird.  Fly when you're ready little bird,  Fly when you're strong.  Observe while you rest little bird, Learn what you...

Connected.

Connected We love to be independent, With our own little lives, With our own little issues,  With our own little moments. We love livi...

Let me be your window

Let me be your window. In your spring, I'll bring you breeze and sunshine, I'll call the sparrow that loves to tweet,  I...

Chintu Travels 2015, Day 3. Udaipur Part 2. Cycling in the city of lakes.

The original plan for today was to visit Chittor and then board a train to Ahmedabad in the evening and I had started diverting from...

Delhi Drama Act 1.

Delhi Drama. Act 1. Scene 1 Auto Driver: "Aa jao bhaiya metro jaa rahe hai" (I am going towards the metro, ...

The People Cycle

The People Cycle.  We connect.  We enjoy.  We laugh. We differ. We fight. We cry. We move on. We forget. We miss. We regret. We continue...