Featured On: Essays Travel Home (n): A sense of freedom and belonging Posted onNovember 15, 2021November 27, 2021 One thing common across all thes hostels I've stayed at was the space where travellers left their notes or art. Thoughts Mind Palace? more like… Mind Cave? Posted onMay 23, 2021November 27, 2021 When some form of art hits you, out of the blue, and makes you think or feel something you've buried, isn't it such a precious feeling? Thoughts I’m a Sunset Hypocrite Posted onMarch 12, 2021May 25, 2021 Most of us only make time for sunsets on vacations, as if that calming moment can only occur when we're in an exotic place, free from everyday obligations. Spoken Word Poetry at TEDxSIUKirkee 2019 Their Little Girl - Spoken Word Poetry Poems Poem The little things we leave behind and the many things we take away Posted onNovember 27, 2021November 27, 2021 0 Bustling around to sightsee or just taking a moment to breathe. Everyone's curious to see: what will this place reveal about me? Poem To be or not to be… Contained Posted onApril 19, 2021May 25, 2021 0 So many nameless dots in the data that somebody, somewhere, reads in a report. So many nameless dots in the data each marking the collapse of someone's world. Poem Souvenirs Posted onFebruary 27, 2021May 25, 2021 0 I sit with my souvenirs sprawled across the floor. Not the postcards and magnets, bought from some store. But the ones I collected from mountains and sea shores. Popular Posts Thoughts Mind Palace? more like… Mind Cave? Posted onMay 23, 2021November 27, 2021 When some form of art hits you, out of the blue, and makes you think or feel something you've buried, isn't it such a precious feeling? Thoughts People Posted onMarch 9, 2020May 25, 2021 A few facts here and there. Instinctively, you piece it together in a way that makes sense to you. From your perspective, you know that person. Poem It Won’t Heal Posted onFebruary 20, 2020May 25, 2021 They say it’ll be alright, ’cause hope is a comforting thing. But what good is the light at the end of the tunnel, for the hearts that are aching?