Lost

The Hollow

He passed his time with cigarettes and watching the silhouettes of curvy women as they undressed in the dim light of his room; the eyes of a stranger and a kiss...

The Last Letter

Hello, You might be surprised to get this email from me, all of a sudden; when we have not spoken for so long. How have you been? I wish I could have asked t...

“DAD!”

I was on Cloud 9 that night when Jennifer was trying to hide her blush and in a low voice she spoke those magical words, ‘I’m pregnant!’ Kids are angels that G...

Why do we write?

Once, sitting in the coffeehouse with my worn out notebook where I jotted down new ideas whenever they would hit me, I asked myself how did I start writing. ...

Could’ve Fallen in Love

We could've have fallen in love if we were strangers. Perhaps, caught that last bus to Esplanade, sandwiched among people who ogled at the way we leaned into ea...

Pain

Pain embodies itself in our very being. And as our hearts grow, it changes. From physical to emotional. Bruised knees give way to broken hearts. But pain is re...