Flashbacks

My plane has just landed. I step onto familiar surroundings. The heat feels familiar. The sky looks familiar. Everything looks familiar as if nothing has changed in this city. It feels like yesterday, even though I’ve left this city for years. The arrival lounge is also similar to my memories of it, men holding theContinue reading “Flashbacks”

Writing 101

I am irritated by my own writing. I am like a violinist whose ear is true, but whose fingers refuse to reproduce precisely the sound he hears within. – Gustave Flaubert   Yes! I’ve just enrolled in a Blogging University. Class of June, 2014. I do realize that I failed my last writing challenge, butContinue reading “Writing 101”