The Crop by Sarveshwar Dayal Saxena. Even if I were to. I can only prepare the soil. A few rare ones will sow the seeds of revolution. And nourish my toil,. The crop will grow and flourish,. It will touch the feet. Of those who planted the seeds. The ones who harvest it will sow more seeds. I shall only sleep buried in the earth underneath. क द ल क तरह.

Ananya switched on the TV and fell on the sofa in a heap. Her television opened with the sound of a woman crying. She wanted the pain to end soon.

A collection of paintings, writings and musings. My visits have been staggered. And the need and desire to create footprints took over. In a barren landscape of a mind. Born of fire, beauty afire,.

Hello Pramila, welcome to Incredible Women Of India. Thank you for being a part of. Incredible Women Writers of India, Monsoon Edition, 2015. And sharing your journey as a writer with us. First of all tell us something about your growing up years, your school and college days, and your family.

Friday, January 13, 2017. A new book to introduce.

Silences Your words were too precious so you gave me only your silences At first, I found them unkind but now your silences are mine.