Tag: colors

A Whiff

In that noisy market, amidst the heady concoctions, of colours and hues, of sights and smells, of cacophony and chaos, all I heard was silence, all I got was a whiff of roses and you. Advertisements

The Broken Crayons

As usual, the day has fallen short of time. She had so much to do; she couldn’t get to all of it. A day full of mistakes. She is exhausted as she moves about the house, switching off lights, picking up toys. And then…

The Market of Colors

In the cacophony of sights and sounds, where colors mingle, as do minds, I hear a tinkle, a laughter. In that busy market, I hear my life. The banter of the bangle seller, the cries of the peanuts hawker, slowly seem to drown and…