Mr. Sanders
“What’s love Mr. Sanders?” ‘Love’s when death becomes a paradox; You have grown so old with someone that dying before her feels like a crime but you can’t take the…
“What’s love Mr. Sanders?” ‘Love’s when death becomes a paradox; You have grown so old with someone that dying before her feels like a crime but you can’t take the…
THE UNTOLD STORY OF 1st BLOCK DISCLAIMER: All details mentioned in this piece are loosely based on common rumours and facts, and otherwise are of figments of imagination. As shadows…
He loved the study. He claimed that he could spend a lifetime there. It was one place he cleaned himself, managed and even arranged. It had been the same since…
I remember when in school, I was in the football team of the Tulip house. Ours was not particularly the strongest in the school. Students were divided into houses and…
Dull are the days of spontaneous, Love And dull are the days you tried With a knife at your neck I’d leave you a lull And you’d have pined it…
The nascence of college life is something that gets etched in our memories; the fear, the excitement and the ever-growing expectations. There were many things I loved in my first…
London and Paris, one is an exemplar of historical success and the other of eccentric beauty. I had a chance to visit both this summer. However short the stays were,…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=46yx_XlXC0Y ‘The ultimate dream has so much of desperation, that it scares us to actually touch it. Imagine that that little child you had been nurturing for an eternity but…
Song By Psychelone