The Bottle Story

Two days back I and my friends had a small get together and had a blasting day.Evening, when we all left for our homes,this friend of mine,Mahadevan,was with me. We both boarded the bus and managed to occupy our seats.There was a bottle,partially filled, on the floor of bus, which was moving back and forth,by … Continue reading The Bottle Story


Every day, when I wake up, look through my window to see people in a hurry to meet their  busy schedules. That’s what I thought, a life being busy for a worthless meaning. As far as I am concerned, life is the time between a morning and a night within the four walled room, notebook, … Continue reading CHOICE