The Gramophone – A short memoir.

The golden gramophone was looking shinier in the light of that old kerosene lamp seated patiently beside it. I couldn't help but gaze at it in wonder, memories of my childhood came rushing back at me. The old house near a big oak tree in my village always looked mysteriously majestic to me. It was summer [...]

Not a morning person.

An Early riser. A Morning person. I am not! I always find it cumbersome to wake up early in the morning, removing that cozy comfort of my grandma's handmade quilt off my body and stepping out, just kills me, it takes three alarm, all of them 10 minutes apart to make me do that. Imagine, [...]