LETTER FROM A MARXIST
Hello Comrade! My name is Cheta Guravayura. Yes, named after my hero Che Guevara who currently adorns the urban youth’s shirts, wallpapers and every other thing apart from their history books. Actuâ...
6 Years Ago
Night leaves?
Fallen leaves, my midnight dreams. Erstwhile love, our sugary past. You walk away, nothing ever gleams, This night shall never so long, last! Solitude, by the moon that shine, Resilient heart fille…...
6 Years Ago
FRAGILE.
If my scars were lovely, and day was night. The memories nice, and if a lie wasn’t a lie. Would things be fine?, even if things weren’t right? Even if miseries replete, without you, I wouldn’t b...
7 Years Ago
THE COUNCIL OF THE GODS
Indra’s Amaravati was in total chaos. What initially was supposed to be a meeting between the who and whos amongst the Indian Gods to discuss the effectiveness of replacing Red Bull with Amruth as â...
8 Years Ago
PIECE OF PEACE?
Shanthi. The divine hymn was ringing deep inside me. It’s every echo striking the unexplored part of the human marvel, embodied deep inside me. I wanted my restless soul to rest and tired bones treâ...
8 Years Ago
MC.L Kentucky Laxmi - Burn the oil
Part 1 –  Part 2 – *** “Oh my dear road, where do you lead? Across the honking autos and farting cars… The signal remains red, parking space we need! Here’s to the great Bangalo…...
8 Years Ago
