Early winter

You talked of the early wintersMaybe in all the excitementYou forgot that it was still too earlyWinters would be delayedLike they always are The city would changeA cloud of thick smogWill eat it upStalls of roasted peanutsAnd rewdi will pop up You do love wintersAnd I agreeThere is some charmIn wintersDespite them beingA little depressive… Continue reading Early winter

Uncle and his radio

Mr. Abbas runs a ittar (attar) shop and must be over the age of 70. His little shop is on this slope that takes you to a temple. Very close to public parking, the shop would have sunlight during noon. A small entry in to the shop will reveal a bench where at max 3… Continue reading Uncle and his radio

I am no Puneet

There is a guy named Puneet out there who looks like me. How do I know about that? Well, let me tell you a story. I entered this metro and stood to one side knowing very well that it will get crowded soon. After five minutes I realize that this guy sitting on a seat… Continue reading I am no Puneet