Category: Tiny Collections

Let’s study more…

Let’s study more…

And one fine day I sat to study your eyes.

Apparently you becoming my favorite subject.

Naked

Naked

Brimming with tears, a couple lost a kid again.
“I don’t think adoption should even be allowed in our society for LGBT community.

Please leave our kids alone” reprimanded an obtuse Orphanage official.
Naked loveless truth of the society smirked at parents while that little one behind the doors quietly disengaged his crossed fingers.

True Gift

True Gift

I love it when my mother buys me a gift.

And

I LOVE it when my mother buys a gift for herself.

The Voices I hear…

The Voices I hear…

The psychic in me talks a lot.

Sometimes it’s just difficult to differentiate between the voice blabbing in my head than the voice whispering in my ears.

Strings Attached, Heart-strings intact

Strings Attached, Heart-strings intact

Gentle touch to those strings summoned up the past; throbbed her veins, made her quiver, ignited scintillant glow.

“I will be your new puppet” cheered a homemaker-turned-professional Tennis-Head.

Sign

Sign

You did not speak up for me.

It was a ‘Sign’

In search of Deep Slumber

In search of Deep Slumber

“It’s ok grandma. I’ll be fine. You HAVE TO GO & rest now”

A cute little human presence gave respite to the soul
when her sudden demise disrupted her peace.

Survival

Survival

Slaughtered,
Butchered,
Destroyed,
They tried hard but could never kill his poetry.

Survival– the road that seems almost invisible buried beneath thousand of layers of Hope.

Risk that Fall

Risk that Fall

When life

puts you in a cage

Be a butterfly.

Flutter open your doors

Leaving a colorful imprints

In it’s hands.

GO PAPERLESS!!

GO PAPERLESS!!

Yelling from inside, Husband cringed “Why didn’t you keep tissue in loo??”” 

“GO PAPERLESS!!”

Bursting into laughter, Granny always knew how to have her fun.

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