I am a father, Ladened with the responsibilities Crushed under the expectation of the family And left outside the glorifications of mothers. I bear all the pain for all their comforts,…

I am going back to my village after almost three years. I don't know why the idea of visiting my birthplace makes me so awkward. A sort of chill runs down…

It’s late afternoon and the boy from the nearby beach shack is sitting on a small rock and trying to count the waves. He couldn't count beyond twenty hence repeated them…