A country called India...
When I think of my country India...

Ma,
I feel fear...

He sits on his rocking chair
tallying accounts...

Her life
gifted her pain...

Mili was on her way home
with Ted- her favorite teddy...

Life indeed is a teacher,
It taught me a true lesson...

My eyes open mirthfully,
by the soft rays of the glistening sun falling...

A thought respires in my mind
when I am losing you...

Our love was born
like a naive baby...

Loaded Noah's Ark -
Animals and birds, a trust...

She scribbles an array of curved lines
uniformly on the paper...

My hand feels the war
raging between my thoughts and pen...