And they open their course books to a lesson in grammar, But it’s a self-love sermon, their minds’ in clamour. And first the calm comma,...

Dear Dad, I’ve always asked myself an intriguing question. Why do people go to temples, churches and mosques? They visit these pious...

Pouring colours in my life, an empyrean band, Seven hues, seven symbols, for feelings they stand, In my rainbow, I lock the secrets of my...