There’s something being cooked, There’s something in brewing. Throwing away the torn, There’s no more to sewing. It’s time to step out, The wind’s fast sweeping. The wound’s drying up, There’s no more to healing. The eyes all done dripping, To the clouds delegating. The summer’s passing by, The monsoon in the making. … Continue reading Resurrection
Well, back in those days of childhood, in those cheap books brought from the wheel carts at the railway stations, and out of my curiosity about the inquisitveness of the men in general, I had read that name, Dr. Alan M Turing. The mention had come against the term “Computer”, in the juxtaposed column of… Continue reading Turing – The Imitation Game
On a dark cloudless night, I saw a tiny little star, Twinkling shiny and bright, From its peers above par. I stood like a timid kid, And dreamt if it I could touch, Twirling my fingers roundabout, To mock its grab as such. I wished I had the wings, To fly up in the sky,… Continue reading The distant star
I was just five, still fiddling around with putting up my shoe laces, packing my school bag, racking my books, doing my school tie, tidying up my hair and completing my homework on time. Still, my tiny little brain would be rather more amused by those fantasy cartoon shows, featuring a super hero flaunting a… Continue reading The Hug
Life goes on… Through gloom and mourn. Life goes on… Through prick and thorn. Life goes on… Through satire and scorn. Life goes on… Through ripped and torn. Life goes on… Through retreat and adjourn. Life goes on… Through washed and worn. Life goes on… Through rejection and forlorn. Never get bound to the… Continue reading Life goes on…
The green blot was flashing bright right against her name on the top header of the screen. ‘Hello’, I typed out, after containing myself for long. It was just a matter of hitting a key through my pinkie, but inside, it was like pulling the trigger for a spacecraft launch at NASA, or dropping a… Continue reading The Green Obsession
Though the wind that blew was strong, The sun was set and the journey was long, Yet my lips never gave up that song, O dear come along, come along. You have been away, many a furlong, I forgo the pain, never making a moan, And I am still smiling, seeking you along, For I… Continue reading O dear come along!!!