Monthly Archives: August 2015



He dreaded the routine that was awaiting him, this being the last day of their vacation
The number of days she would take, to overcome the guilt of an expensive vacation occupied her mind
As the sheets slid from her face, revealing the slightest hint of a smile, his face lit up


The good old blogging days


Sometimes you want to meet your past just the way it was, with the people, the way they were and at a place which has not changed a bit. It turns out, before all that, you missed the basic thing, how to turn the clock back on ‘you’