Tuesday, June 27, 2017
Wednesday, June 14, 2017
Friday, May 12, 2017
The mirror I stare into
Shows my father's face.
Sunday, May 7, 2017
“I’ll call him, o! No, Whatsapp is better…no, I’ll ask Achchan to call him…no,…”a sort of confusion was skipping in her mind from ‘No’ to ‘Yes.’ This disinclination led her to act nil for a while. But now at the spur of a moment she lifted the phone and called him, not once but thrice. Twice he put off the call and the third time he didn’t lift the phone.
The care and welfare of the child always attracted the attention of Keerti and her hubby was seldom reluctant to heed to it though.
Sunday, April 23, 2017
Thursday, March 23, 2017
It is the English version of my last Malayalam post which depicts the carnage taking place among political parties. A district named Kannur in Kerala( India) once,known for its beauty and fraternity has become the graveyard of youths of hostile politics.Everyday heart-breaking news reaches the readers and viewers with mass murders. The procedures of punishment take the usual course of long periods, when the murderers spend comfy life in dungeons.
Thursday, March 16, 2017
On the Time-stage in
Linked with 'Carpe Diem Haiku Kai'
Saturday, February 11, 2017
വന്നീടും വാസം അഴികൾക്കുള്ളിൽ.
.ഹൃദയത്തെ ഭേദിയ്ക്കും കാഴ്ച കാണാൻ
സമുദ്രത്തിൻ പിറകിൽ മറഞ്ഞിടുന്നു.
Wednesday, January 25, 2017
for his mates on this pretty planet.
forthe disorders, the disarrays bring
accords for the progeny, her own
chances to cheat his mates;
for Poets United