And she stood there

  Our first looks, first conversation, first walk and first argument. Quartet fortnights passed in silence, i remained in solitude, my penance, Seeking impetus to move on but hindrance, from past, that mostly had her¬†fragrance. didn’t we have love in our life? we had enough, but still we did strife, our break up had ran…

Unfurled happiness

Few friends are just meant to be special..! Then, all my eighteen soldiers standing in a line, holding a rose each, felt like my life is secured with my army around me, with which I can totally hunt down anyone I want, like the horizons in a vista of blood dripping of the veins, as…