Class 6. Coimbatore. Same School. Same Class. Coincidence? I doubt it. Science class. Chapter 10. The Human Body. Eyes. You had the prettiest. Hands. I wanted to hold yours. Heart. You bloody stole mine. Maths Class. I was fond of numbers. My roll number was 4. Yours 16. 4 square 16. Coincidence? No! I was…Read more Coincidence.
We've pondered over the how questions and sought asylum in the labels thrown around since the dawn of the written word. ‘How much can I do with someone before I can talk about it?’ ‘How close to the cliff can you get without falling off?‘ ‘How close to evil can I sneak without being labelled…Read more Since the dawn of the written word.
I try to find an ocean of silent words and let the waves carry me across to a world that accepts everyone for who they are. Queer or straight, male or female, monogamous or poly-amorous, white or yellow or brown or black. As a straight male, I enjoy a good majority and I hope not…Read more An ocean of silent words.
When I was a young amateur, society’s words and thoughts got deeply imbibed in my mind that men aren’t supposed to cry. That men come from a stronger background who fight sadness with sadness and expression with suppression. Yet when I held back those tears I failed to let go of those instances. And I…Read more Through tears and grief.
Kareri Lake Trek: This trek is a relatively lesser explored trek on a glacier lake. For an avid traveller looking forward to explore the Himalayas, Kareri Lake trek is a promising one that is filled with spruce trees, a serene stream and green meadows. A night at the Kareri Lake under the moonlight will entice…Read more KARERI LAKE TREK: A STRIKINGLY BEAUTIFUL WEEKEND GETAWAY
"Sometimes the greatest adventure is simply a conversation" - Amadeus Wolfe. Its been almost a year since I started Dialogue. A forum that brought people together to create, share and discuss ideas. I started this forum with a single idea of enhancing communication and discussions among people to add value both at an individual level…Read more Dialogue. An end to mark a new beginning.
There are times when asked the question ‘Who are you?’ I don’t sound like the way I want to be heard. I claim to identify myself as a man as per the norms but not all my challenges be solved by “growing a pair.” Occasionally I get called as a reader, writer or speaker yet…Read more The heartbeat in my silent words.