Just a meshwork of thoughts that are rollercoastering in my mind and won't let go.

Travelling is not about sightseeing, traveling is about finding meaning in life and exploring aspects yourself. Its not a one time thing but a life long process, which doesn't ever end. It continues till your 'will to know more' and ' want of reaching destination' is alive. So, what happens when a chance meeting brings about a tourist and a local to go sightseeing in the picturesque town of Manali? Are they destined to find something new or find themselves?

Two people accidently cross paths one night in Mumbai. What happens next? Will they learn something new? What happens if you follow your heart? Do you fall or fall in love?

Well, the title says it all, doesn't it? This is a ballad about a love triangle, entangled in a half written love letter never seeing the light of the day.

I saw a vine growing beside a stone mansion, covering up the very thing that gave it shelter. So, I wrote a poem about it, connecting it to real life events, metaphorically.

Sameer and Radhika are childhood friends. They meet for dinner on a trip to Paris. Is love in the air? Does Sameer have the courage to propose? Will Radhika accept?

What do you do when you unintentionally hurt someone you love with all your heart? Well, I write a poem, and wait for them or sweet oblivion to come and wrap me in.

"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.