From afar, a terrified young man runs in the dead of night, traversing the backstreets of Paris suburbs, fleeing from ghosts, rushing into the unknown.
A small circle of light looms on the horizon, slicing through the darkness, speeding towards the young man until it reveals itself to be a motorcycle carrying two figures shrouded in
Each of us gets their share of pain as they await their share of happiness.
God has timings in your life that suit you first and foremost.
I personally believe that the purer you are, the harder your journey is... but it is fruitful!
In my youth, I had blind faith in everyone around me. With the naivety of youth, I imagined that
Letter from Istanbul: The first of the "International Spring and Poetry Festival", organized under the leadership of Maltepe Municipality, was held in Maltepe. Turkish poets also took part in the festival where poets from 9 countries such as America, France, Cuba, Colombia, Nepal, Portugal, India, Russia and Nigeria participated.
Happiness is when your soul becomes accustomed to sadness and darkness, like the Stockholm Syndrome; you become a prisoner of your habitual sadness because you are familiar with it and it with you. You know when it will come to you and how to deal with it, and you bid it farewell, waiting for a new encounter. It is your constant companion who
"I Won't Find Another You" ; a bilingual anthology of best love poems in English and Hindi, has been published recently. I am grateful to editor and poet Thangjam Misna Chanu (Misna Chanu) who gave me the chance to read the English poems and write the back cover blurb. Santosh Bakaya wrote the foreword, and Ayathuri Santhan
