Pilgrimage of Heart – Final words

I do not remember how many times I have packed and unpacked my suitcase since…then this long pause in my mind to find the start day! When was it? I guess the first Major one was 28th October 1994, when I went to United States with one way ticket and heart full of hope to…

Icarus’s Metamorphosis

Inside my heart, a shy nymph has been living for years. She plays a magical harp masterfully. All I knew were washed away by her music. I was left alone with the ocean. So I began a conversation with waves, traveller seagulls, with morning sunrise and a cool dark night. We became so intimate. She…