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Motifs on the wall damp walls seeping slowly over the years forming shapeless things so clearly etched... patterns and pictures of pretty...

Read Part 1 A Love Story of Sorts - Part 1 Read Part 2 A Love Story of Sorts - Part 2 A year had gone by. He couldn't stop himself from...

ghar ke andar bhi main giraft ghar ke chaukhat par bhi main kaun kehta hain Kashmir aakhir hua azaad yeh andhera hua hain aur bhi gehra...

Michael’s workshop has begun Every word a reflection, reminiscence Travelling to my memories where a Mr Prasad taught poetry In an accent...

words meaningless I've written this piece awful number of times   words inadequate found wanting, ill-matched it's futile to even try  ...

Once this was a paradise tulip riots of sporadic hues… Now ravaged, fields lie crusted in blood, feeding arrogance and vengeance, the...

A treasure chest of memories a menagerie of impish grins adoration and love sublime pages of solitary apprehensions and agonizing whims....

(read previous part here) https://www.imaginedinink.com/post/a-love-story-of-sorts-part-1 This is how it began… The following Saturday he...

Dear Sandy,   Hey! You got this!   What could love be without judgement or opinions? What could relationships be when they flow...

The phone rang. she waited. The thoughts in her head rushed with different opening lines. It was not that she deliberately had to...

Little ice-cream cones with melting rivers of snowy memories a nostalgia holding hands gripping tight happy deceptions and their painful...

We hope for a lot of things. Not all of it comes to us. But we also survive a lot of it until we learn that our fortitude and strength is...