My mother has a problem with my writing. She dislikes my poems to an extent that she makes a face … More
NOBILITY IN A PRIZE?
I fail to identify nobility and veracity in the idea of a Nobel Peace Prize. It saddens me. It disconcerts … More
THE DIALOGUE, ENDS.
Nice to see you here, Sir! Oh! So the land wasn’t enough to hold our distinction that we meet mid … More
Not long ago, I came across someone who writes on how he has been looking for a solitary life away … More
THE PLANE CRASHED INTO PEOPLE’S IGNORANCE
At the bank when you go to deposit some money, at the desk there you fill the slip with a … More