Sreesha

LATEST ARTICLES ( 213 )

• The Character Development Hoopla

  A lot of books get panned by critics for lack of “character development”. Even How I Met Your Mother got panned for similar reasons relating to the all-awesome... Read more

  Posted on 22 May 2014 DIARIES

• Against Blogging Challenges?

  There a lot of people whose work becomes more presentable if they have finished it with a deadline in mind. I am not one of those people.I wrote twenty six post... Read more

  Posted on 15 May 2014 DIARIES

• Zenith

  

  She arched herself back, As he touched her where it hurt, So beautifully painful, Emotions bleeding through her soul. A darkened sky, Cast orange and purple... Read more

  Posted on 29 April 2014 DIARIES

• Yellowed Pages Of My Old Diary

  

  Oh how many hearts I drew,Oh how many times I wrote “L+S” in those hearts,Made me wonder who he was,Who once made me dream of stars?Oh! Read more

  Posted on 28 April 2014 DIARIES

• Xiii

  

  His mother, grown weak by the pressures of household and child bearing without the time to heal, gave up after his birth. After struggling for thirteen hours... Read more

  Posted on 27 April 2014 DIARIES

• Where Did You Go, My Friend?

  

  You.Yes, it’s you who I am speaking to.I’ll keep it short.Before I ask you if you miss me,I’ll ask you why you left.And then I’ll ask you,Do you miss... Read more

  Posted on 25 April 2014 DIARIES

• Voyages That Have Stories To Tell

  

  It was the first time I was travelling in a ship. I was on my way to Andaman and Nicobar, hoping to find a job there. It was late evening and the rocking of... Read more

  Posted on 24 April 2014 DIARIES

• Uncertainty, Insecurity... And Trust

  

  My mind refused to speakStubbornly it remained like a blank pageLike a starless skyThe waiting was costing me my sanityI knew not how long it would takeBut I wa... Read more

  Posted on 23 April 2014 DIARIES

• That Winding Road That I Refuse To Take

  

  I passed by that road again A scent remained Of yours still there Reminding me of why I don’t come this way For you were preserved Underneath a trunk Of memorie... Read more

  Posted on 22 April 2014 DIARIES

• Shades Of A Day

  

  I went to this beautiful place called Ghatikallu (Karnataka) recently. It was a much needed break - a whole weekend without mobile phones/laptops etc. I took... Read more

  Posted on 21 April 2014 DIARIES

• Ropes Around Her Neck

  

  A gem she was and she loved a man dearly,Letters she wrote to him that she never sentBecause her parents had found her more worthy of another,To their wishes sh... Read more

  Posted on 20 April 2014 DIARIES

• Micro-Fiction 6

  "Why did you guys break up?" "He worked as a pest exterminator." "So?" "Well, he exterminated them by eating them. Raw. In front of... Read more

  Posted on 19 April 2014 DIARIES

• Quietly...

  

  The world is a noisy place Where the best of us get lost A chaotic maze And then you entered this world Quiet footsteps painting indelibly On the path leading t... Read more

  Posted on 18 April 2014 DIARIES

• Promise Me Nothing

  

  I ask you not to give me a single promise,For promises are too easy to break.I, in turn, will swear to not have expectationsYour heart isn’t truly mine to take. Read more

  Posted on 17 April 2014 DIARIES

• "One Of Us"

  

  Just what it was about that mansion that gave me the creeps, I did not know. A majestic structure that seemed to have a dark cloud looming over it always. But... Read more

  Posted on 16 April 2014 DIARIES

• Not A Word Left

  

  Say somethingTonightWhen was the last time you sat me down and spoke to meWith shadows being cast on your face by the moonlight?No conversationsLeft between us... Read more

  Posted on 15 April 2014 DIARIES

• Monks Of The Old Country

  

  She was my father’s friend’s daughter, a year older than I. Her parents were visiting the city and allowed her to go out and play with me. We lost track of time... Read more

  Posted on 14 April 2014 DIARIES

• Lullaby

  

  “Who would leave a crib here?” asked one to the other.“What is that racket! Can’t we sleep in peace at least now?!” said a third.“It’s a baby,” informed the... Read more

  Posted on 13 April 2014 DIARIES

• Kindergarten: A Day From Childhood

  

  Kids can be mean. And their practical jokes can be meaner. Especially if you’re a particularly gullible kid yourself. One day, when I was a four-year old... Read more

  Posted on 11 April 2014 DIARIES

• Just Another Day

  

  Burnt breakfast again,And ran after the bus to catch it,Crumbs of toast still around the corners of my mouth,It seemed like just another day. Read more

  Posted on 10 April 2014 DIARIES