This is a subsequent poem to “Flickering Snow.” Never Born is about a heartbroken person who waits for his paramour’s return call after a seeming break-up. She left him without any closure, and that’s frustrating and painful. He tries to overcome the overwhelming feeling of sadness. Read Never Born with Rees Gargi.Continue reading
I still remember that day as if it was yesterday. I was 12 years old and was doing what other twelve years old kids would do, smoking and hanging out with my punters. Why can we not see ghosts? by Rees GargiContinue reading
Well, we know most of that already, but I have made a deduction. See, light travels in different wavelengths (you can ignore this term if you’re not into science). It merely means red color appears red because it’s the way our eyes resemble the physical form of light on that particular object.Continue reading
Do we, really?
Sometimes, I realize that life is not what they promised in a 90s sitcom. It is not about spending evenings with friends, working on a regular job with good pay, or having the family together for dinner on holidays. It’s not always like that. We live in a weird time where socializing has an entirely different meaning than it used to be, and it is okay.Continue reading