Creative Writing
Poem: Section 377 – Judging It Right or Wrong
I die a bit each day, as all I see is a murky way,
Sitting on that chair in that abandoned corner,
Which only people like me use to sit and ponder.
I c... Read More...
Short Story: The Silence of the Graves
Numair didn't want to correct him. Did it really matter? Would it undo things? He felt he should have been firm, but he was so helplessly in love that he blindly followed Zul in whatever he did.
Finding the Perfect Profile Picture : An Excerpt from the Book ‘The Gay Man’s Guide to Dating’
Sometimes you won’t have time to read someone’s profile bio – and we all know that your picture is all you’ve got to get him to say hello.
Poem: Dil, Dick, Dosti
Dil, Dick or Dosti,
Gay, panthi or kothi
Love might be quite unfair,
But all we need is some care.
Short Story: Nanima and Roger Toilet
She knew that Svasti and he were special friends, and that he had problems with his family, that this was the reason he lived here now.
Short Story: All He Had, Were Some queries.
Like other days, Aarav showed up with his science book. All he again had were some queries
Poem: Two Palm Trees
Two palm trees, tall, stand beautiful,
The background a pure blue, not a single cloud to tarnish it,
The two almost of equal height, with similar crowns,
A symmetry and order, it feels good,
But there’s something off,
Something slightly frustrat... Read More...
Poem: Closets are for Clothes
Spirit etched away by a caustic silence, gradually over all these years
Helpless heart, inside which grew a hideous giant fuelled by my tears;
A... Read More...
Poem: Someone
Someone is trying to open
the door the main door
probably a mistake
easy to make since I don't
have my name on the door
they'll soon realise but
no they insist
I get out of bed hard-
on close to the main door
someone trying... Read More...