VOID
8 September 2014 From the vivid sky, golden leaves fall ornamenting mother earth, the sparrows are singing a melancholy; the wind blows as her hair locks embellish her face by playing with each other carelessly. After 4 years of hectic college life, I figured out that I was never born for engineering. So here I am, sitting in a corner, unable to blink, for her eyes are enchanting a gory verse, which curses the venom augmenting in her veins. I lie startled at the amount of anguish incarnated in front of me, that peeps through these enthralling eyes. Perhaps, I got a topic for my next article. The Void 21 December 2016 Another corpse is dismissed out of the Red Cross Hospital, Mumbai. The nurses murmur, the crowd screams amidst many cameramen, journalists, and magazine columnists. "Breaking News: Suraiya Bano, the celebrated classical dancer died due to blood cancer at the age of 40. Her daughter Shazia who is also a renowned dancer did not even ca...