Stories..

You know how they say your favourite book or film doesn’t have to end well. Art is a reflection of life and life’s stories seldom end on a high… But these stories have to end well, you see. For in turning the last page, her heart in her throat, or sitting alone in an empty…

“You can go all your life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you had back” This is the first time I’ve attempted a poem in French.. Nostalgie. To all the beautiful relations that touch our lives, and loves we refuse to let go of… Followed by an English translation of the same, hoping…

Sharing Silence…

“We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken a lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one another and not say anything and still feel content. The young, brash and impatient, must always break the silence. It is a waste, for silence is pure.…