Mid-Night Tale.


It’s 2:36am, on my lappy and I am not feeling any pint of sleep in my eyes. It’s raining heavily outside. I just went to the window to glance the most romantic atmosphere spreading cosy and lazy environment. And I am awake. This happens on occasions now a days. Daily insomnia is been replaced by…

A letter not yet sent…


My love, This is strange that even after a long cruel breakup with you, I end up missing you each night more than I miss you during the day. It’s strange that I want you to read all what am writing but I know your gone far than my reach. Dear, do you know life…