Virtual Siyahi

Innocence

Wrapped in a shield of time here lies my story of whittling innocence with all the ups and downs and unhealthy incidence pleasing people, giving

Remembering her..

This blog is entirely dedicated to my grandmother. She left us exactly two years back and I can still not believe that she is no

Dreams

What are dreams made of? some recurring visions some unspoken truths some unuttered promises some muted prominence few unturned pages of love and affection few

A letter to self

How I never thought about it before, I do talk to myself, but I think about words, writings, poetries and how to write more effectively

Dil se bedili

Taumra dil se bedili kar bethe hai ki ab to dil ka sukun bhi bebuniada hai.. bas ye sochkar hairan hu ki kyu mera dukh

Ten things about me

I always love to have a personal connection with my fellow bloggers. I do write a lot and I deliberately take time and visit my