To Mahabaleshwar-Part 1

Its “The” Friday. Work dictates two more hours at office. Plans dictate two less hours at office. I pretend to look at the mundane computer screen as I scan my cubicle from the corner of my eyes. I can still see that shadow behind me. shadow of Mr. Manager. I gulp for a breath of […]

reason

I am not a writer. But, still, I write. To reason that, Do I have to be a writer to write? And, Who will designate me writer? Will you? Or Will not you? Yet, Irrespective, I write. Not to discuss some deep philosophical shit… Or to get a deeper understanding of life. No, none of the above. I […]