Once upon a time, there was a shore named Marco who often spoke to the moon. The bright moon would tell the shore tales of courage and hope, but most importantly, of love. Marco grew a romantic heart but it never found anyone to give it to. He spent summer nights dreaming about finding the wave he could fall in love with and winter days … Continue reading A wave named Merlin
Gone are the days when he wrote poetry on my skin. Now he writes on Facebook and the only way I know is because I’m tagged in each post. I wonder about the lost art of loving for my old soul craves something more. Don’t be mistaken. I don’t detest modern love. I too write on social media, share updates about my life and have … Continue reading The lost art of loving
A few weeks ago I attended a poetry workshop conducted by none other than the beautiful poetess herself, Sunita Saldhana. I entered the cozy library where the workshop was being conducted and a smile started playing on my lips. I grew up in the same library. I spent hours browsing through books and I think even the people there were fed up of seeing my … Continue reading Sunita Saldhana’s Poetry!
A place perfect for the people of Mumbai who love reading or their morning cup of tea. Continue reading The oxford bookstore and its Cha Bar.
It is a beautiful rainy day. The tiny bookstore is filled with people wearing bright smiles holding books and coffee mugs in their hands. In the middle of everything is a girl with the brightest smile. There is a pile of books on her table. She has two mugs of coffee not one because she is absolutely addicted to caffeine. Today is her day. The … Continue reading THE Dream!