Wednesday, March 16, 2011

An Ode to the Remorse

Is it broken promises or broken hearts?

Infidelity; no more a forbidden fruit.

It was happiness that formed a blanket around me

And I could feel my body feeling hot

In a matter of time I was drenched in sweat.

Is it your love or wedding vows that choked me?

Book Review: Sita's Sister (Kavita Kane) The Forgotten Enchantress in Ramayana

"Will deserting your wife and serving your brother make your more noble? Then, let me hate you for that. Let me hate you for the for...