Where am I?

Where am I? The question I ask myself daily. Do we really know where we are and where we want to go? Most of us would answer that we want to break the monotony and go somewhere out of this country either in Miami Beach with friends or a solo trip to Europe or somewhere … Continue reading Where am I?


The Graveyard of Dreams

“Honk! Honk!” my 13-year-old Avantika mimicked the sound of a horn whenever I honked in my scooter. The busy street had hundreds of people on it but I don’t know why it was calling out my name. While passing by the street a savoury smell paved its way and tickled my nose. The munching shells … Continue reading The Graveyard of Dreams