I saw you and walked away …
I saw you and walked away leaving my eyes there The path had gone silent The moon had set Someone was walking slowly along I saw you and walked away…
After Thirteen Years, in Facebook
Facebook counts. It inspires me to write. I carefully adore it though many people take it as a ‘cheap’ platform. The following (unedited) messages speak something. ——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————– March 14 at…
Who says emails are just emails
I sometimes write fairly long emails, especially when I know that people other side read them. Some of my lovable writings have emanated from the spirit of initiating or continuing…
On the Lost Idea
Sometimes good ideas occur at odd times. For example, I get through my writer’s block while at the restroom. Similar discovery takes place inside a crowded bus, at the barber’s…