That Early Morning Earthquake.

One of the best memories: It happened in one of those peak summer days in Patiala when people are endangered by the hot loo blowing at noon and the burning surfaces of roads/streets/terraces. One can never walk bare foot on terrace of their house. Even the stray animals kept resting under shades of trees until…

The Girl at the Shore

She stood at the shore, the tides gushing at her feet. It seemed as if she was dumbstruck and entrapped in the whole serene atmosphere. The touch of the wet sand at her feet, the tides playfully going back and forth, the smell of the sea and even the sounds of the gushing tides. Her…