I lost poetry somewhere on the roads of Delhi. Somewhere amidst the maze of life, the traffic jams and the incessant honking. I thought it was all over. Then one day, poetry came back to me in the metro. Random passengers became characters. The noise of the streets became the background score. This…
An evening walk in the hills turns to an opportunity of inter-planetary travel and more.
A little boy surveys the city traffic, sounds and colours from the comfort of his mother's wrap.
One day, traveling in the metro, a young family caught my attention. A nano tale of how the strangers became familiar, and then strangers again.