Grey Matter

She wondered if any pawnshop held his nous when he halted 100m prior, dubious about a turn in habitual route.


I was quite late for college one day and missed my college bus at the closest stopping. So, I asked my dad to drop me at a different terminal on time where the same bus will reach shortly. We were just close enough when he switched off the bike’s engine, and asked me, Continue reading

Freed without Freewill

This is a free verse that depicts the plight of climate migrants who are forced to flee their homes or nation for the collective actions of the entire humanity. A six-word story is quoted at the end, for the prompt word ‘free’.

These freed victims have no plans. 
From non-existent places, they start roaming,
bearing globe's guilt against their freewill.

Their minds are now enslaved.
As masses, they've survived troublesome days,
yearning to breathe free in closed spaces.

When free-land is demarcated with boundaries,
and open skies are only for free souls,
where else can they settle freely?

They’re messengers
conveying freedom’s true interpretation.


This is in response to ‘The Saturday Six Word Story Prompt’ by Shweta of ‘My Random Ramblings’. The prompt for this week is ‘Free’.

When sea misses land…

He laid awake and said the name into the night.

“Do I really miss her?”, asked his mind. He couldn’t deny. Everything in his line of sight reminded him of her today.

The rising moon,
her glowing face!

The gleaming waters,
the expanse of her love!

The rushing waves that have nowhere to go,
her habit of lingering around in his presence! Continue reading