More than just a typewriter

It has been a long day. No, scratch that. It had been a long week. The hustle bustle of everyday life had escalated to an extent where I could hardly close my eyes for a couple of moments. It's been only a week since I gave birth to twins and it has been the most … Continue reading More than just a typewriter

Footprints in the Sand

BY ANITHA CHAKRAVARTHY The sea could not touch her little feet, as she hopped back every time making it impossible for it to touch her. Her smile broadened every time she disappointed the wave. She chuckled in happiness about the little victory of her’s. The sea tried harder and harder only to fail every single … Continue reading Footprints in the Sand

At the Break of Dawn

The water is Dark; It then turns a deep Red; Then Orange and at last A shimmering, calm Blue, Now matching the flawless sky. A flower blooms; Pearl white petals opening up To steal the Sun's warm kiss At the break of dawn. A bird stuck its neck Out of its little hole. It chirps- … Continue reading At the Break of Dawn

Streak of Hope

The moonlight poured Into my darkened room, Lighting it up as though it were day. Although the night sky was cloudy and bare, The city lights twinkled as brightly as Stars- newly polished gems under candle lights . A cloud consumed the moon; It was only for a couple of minutes But felt like eternity. … Continue reading Streak of Hope