Poetry

When I was a Child

People may call it naive, or innocence, but when I was a child, I always thought that the world is alongside me: The Moon follows me. The railway tracks play with me. The trees whisper in my ears with their fluttering leaves. The river babbles and tickles my feet. And the weather gets breezy, pleasant… Continue reading When I was a Child

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Comics · Travelogue

Meant To Be My Best Travelogue Ever, but…

I won’t write about it. The most picturesque place I have ever been to, But I won’t share all the clicks (except the one where I contemplated I won’t). Because If I do, you would love to go there too. And so will your friends, it’s a loop. And I don’t want it. As some… Continue reading Meant To Be My Best Travelogue Ever, but…