“We’re Listening – anything you want to share?”

This is not a poem. I write some here and here I’m scared of a prospective listener, because they might be online, and the fact that most probably I would never meet them, is all the more, scary, like a dream where you’re doing what you want but you wake up either to an alarm […]

Holes In Underwear, Middle Class Threshold, And Some Love Things

Read: and this : Snails, Day 1.5 – Santorini, Greece 2nd July, 2017 Alright now that the reading is done, I’ve some things to say about the things that you read in the title of this blogpost and some things that I found very relatable in both of these posts/experiences. I didn’t comment on the facebook […]

A Frightening Thought

Self Post This is actually very frightening that I think about the property value that my maternal grandfather will pass onto us on his death. I don’t want to take anything from that person. Even the ink pen that he gave me makes me want to throw it away on the road sometimes. But then […]