Vinitha Dileep is a lover of words who found solace in writing and rewriting software codes until life took a turn and laid the path to writing poems every day. You can read her affair with words at Void Thoughts (http://thevoidthoughts.com)
Sidhart was heart-broken to say the least. His love of 2 years has come to an end a week ago. Jiya and Sidhart works at the same office. They both are IT professionals. Jiya joined almost a month later than Sidhart. They both were put in the same training program and they were friends … More The Break-up
Most of us likes to read, right? Books, magazines, newspapers, blogs, and so on. I liked to read from childhood. I used to read all my English, Malayalam and Hindi text books before the school reopens after summer, not the heavy lessons just the ones with stories. Nowadays it’s really easy to get hold of … More A SNEAK FROM THE PAST – 3
Every now and then, Appears the rainbow. To bring back the smile thats lost, To bring back kid in one’s self. Linking this to Wordless Wednesday at Abracabadra hosted by Ruchira.
Have you been hungry ever? I am not talking about the kind of hunger which strikes at 12 O’clock every afternoon, the kind which can be satisfied in moments we open that box of lunch or the kind which increases as we step into the restaurant knowing that we are in for a treat. I … More Lets put an end to classroom hunger!
The rain hummed her favorite lullaby As I craddled on the bed, Listening to her voice.. And the rain sang the lullaby, As the night crawled in And I nuzzled with your thoughts.. And the voice grew feeble As I slipped into sleep And the rain sang the lullaby.. Linking this to Imaginary Garden.
I write because I like writing. I liked writing since my childhood days. But then I was more attached to the book and pen and the prospect of writing down than the content. Even today the likenesses is more or less the same with the inclusion of content and the liberated feelings which is the … More Writing and Me
In the numbing cold, I wandered, shivering. The rays of the sun, unseen Despair clouded my heart, Like the foggy morning. And a touch calmed me, your touch, Warming my heart, Soothing my thoughts, The touch I craved for! Linking this to Poetry Jam prompt – Hands.
I wait for the next season, Until you come along. I will be here, adoring the sky, Remembering the moments we spend together, said the leafless tree! Linking this to Wordless Wednesday at Abracabadra hosted by Ruchira.
When I had this idea to present old posts I wasn’t aware of the challenge I was getting into. There are so many blogs with such wonderful posts, too good to pass on. I can fill this space flaunting them one by one. But I am forcing myself to present three posts from three different … More A Sneak From The Past – 2
Priya couldn’t understand what the big deal was. Her sister Shikha, was so fond of the library and the books there. Priya could see it in only one way – a building with lots of books in it, where the people inside couldn’t even look up to smile at each other. “They are all immersed … More The lively characters
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