His journalistic nose twitches at a familiar scent – this may yet be the scoop of the century.
The destructive obsession of an artist whose pursuit of life-like perfection in art leads to the tragic death of reality.
These poems drift through lit chambers of wakefulness, dreaming of error, darkness, and the old, broken mercy of sleep.
My master used to say that these names, as Hindu, Christian, etc., stand as great bars to all brotherly feelings between man and man.
In the cold and darkness, her fragile dreams burned briefly, glowing with warmth before fading into the silent night.
Waves blur into memories, dreams fracture and fade, and a fragile heart drifts between fire, rain, and forgotten promises.
A tender Christmas tale where love’s quiet sacrifices reveal that true wealth lies not in possessions, but in devotion.
Jane Austen, the 19th century English novelist was a prolific letter writer and the greater part of her correspondences was with her elder sister Cassandra.
She drifted between agony and dream, her lost voice echoing through iridescent waters as love blurred into myth.
Milton’s poems are a deep dive into his spirituality, tinged with hope, love and suffering, often ruminating on philosophical matters.
Rossetti’s poems are not just a homage to nature but her very own indomitable nature that sings true even to this day.
Rilke spoke openly and with great insight into the human experience of pain and joy, good and evil and the amalgamate of these.
As Ananya basked in praise, Meera clutched the memory of Ajji’s tale, aching with a hurt she couldn’t reveal.
Silence gathers around us, and in that pause, Pablo Neruda lets the trembling world reveal its hidden wounds and brief hopes.
The Spiti Valley is the land between Tibet and India, located in Himachal Pradesh.
