My Memoirs of Mesmerizing Memories

Faculty of Arts, University of Delhi
Every empty chair in an empty corridor has a story to tell. When two such chairs come face to face, they share something much more than mere shadows. They converse. They bloom into verses of passion. Of beauty.
And then, the feeling that emptiness is not alone envelopes you....

Unche-chote imaaraton mein qaid kayi khidkiyaan hain.
Kuch khamosh, kuch bolti...
Kuch gumsum, kuch khushnumaa.

Old books can transport you into a world of memories
Anukriti Sharma @ Walterre, Dehradun
It is strange how little things remind you of your loved ones. A forgotten rose found pressed in the pages of a book--the fragrance is lost and so is the relationship. A self-painted card given by a long lost friend, hidden in a stack of old papers-...

Love is just one word, but she wrote letters for she had so much more to say.
The vermilion sun played hide-and-seek behind silhouettes of leafless trees and covered the obscure multi-storey buildings in a canopy of dusk. Blotches of neon lights slowly appeared, twinkling in the far distance like glow-worms. I sat by myself looking...