Am I in sleep or I’m awake? Look! I’m laughing for your sake! Your whisper resonating like a soothing stream, Again, I’m sitting and remembering my Incomplete Dream. The dream where we make merry all night, A sparkle I see in your eye, shining bright. But morning comes and puts it all to vain, I… Continue reading My Incomplete Dream
I drew this while in office. People think I am too busy in there. Well, I am. This is what I keep doing. 😁 I am pretty happy with this one. One of the many reasons is that I have used a pen directly. So, no erasers. 😎 I seem to have nailed it. Thank… Continue reading Office is a place of work, right?
I have never been at peace. This woe never lets me sleep. I can’t stop thinking about it. What do I do?
Cupid sat on the clouds high above in the sky. With his bow and an arrow, each in one hand, his eyes hawked at a potential target. Unable to find one, Cupid ordered a small fluff of cloud to carry him down- close to the Earth so he could have a better view. The cloud… Continue reading The Dilemma
Friends are among the best category of human treasures a guy can possess. They are those relation sub-species that make life worthy of being called one. They are always by our side whenever we think of them- no matter how many years pass by. But this now seems to be what we call the good… Continue reading Ouch! That hurt.
I’ve used this sketch as something that boosts my confidence up. Seeing this sketch instils in me a strange feeling of satisfaction and a feeling that I am not at all useless. Now I think is the time when I realize that if this is what I do, I do great. ‘I may still have… Continue reading I am more confident now.
Life is full of surprises. Each action leads to surprises both good and bad. Actions must therefore, be wise enough so as to ensure a good surprise – something which we’ll live our lives cherishing happily. We always pretend before strangers but expose our true selves with gradual acquaintance. Actions in a fit of momentary… Continue reading #Difficult (Microtale #11)
I think as I sit gazing, At what’s left of you. You’re at a place marked by a stone And silence serene. To me, you speak, Through the new friends you’ve made, The wind, the breeze or the air. I feel your voice soften my ears, As silence the place. You ask me to find… Continue reading Lost Love
This is bad. I hate myself for this. I took a week for this! I mean, nothing takes a week! And when the faces don’t match, it hurts. You know it’s like standing still on one foot under the scorching sun for the entire day and at the end of it, Science tells you did… Continue reading No Title. This is just a sketch. A BAD Sketch.
I could not think of a caption good enough to elaborate the micro fiction better than the micro tale itself. I guess it is powerful enough. Also, this may be an excuse for not being able to come up with better words. I am not keeping myself together these days. My brain does not seem… Continue reading #Complete (microtale #10)
the deepest of me 