Reading Nook

Articles, blogs, poetry and stories to read

Rectangles

How do they so effortlessly manage
To not loathe themselves
Every minute of every day
I wonder as I scroll further

Sundays

Sundays with you felt as cozy as love hidden between the pages of photo albums, with memories so strong, I couldn’t erase them if I tried. We gorged on butterscotch ice cream at the stroke of midnight, while heaving a… Read More ›

Filter Coffee

Memories of you feel like the first sip of filter coffee on a cold winter morning, the kind that sting yet soothe me at the same time. I begin my days with a tiring run, top it up with the… Read More ›

Winters

Snow may be harsh and chilly to the world, but to me it’s always been the scintillating spread of joy that arrived every winter, and brought my father along with it. You’d expect an army man’s daughter to be as… Read More ›