Journey through the evocative landscapes of my prose collection, where subjective reflections and vivid imaginations converge to capture the essence of moments in a symphony of words

I was barely 11 when I was sent off to my uncles in Mumbai for better education. I guess many boys from Bihar, born in 90's have been in those little shoes. Good education was hard to find in the state those days, and kids like me from the darkened corners of earth had to sacrifice much to learn.

Because you're it for me. Whether it's today, tomorrow, a year, or decades from now, that'll never change. I'm human, I've made mistakes in the past, and I'll make many more in the future. But one mistake I'll never make is letting you go, not when there's even a sliver of a chance left 

I always thought I could just be a carefree person, not doing much and enjoying a drink. But someone always finds something for me to do, and I can't even have my drink because either it's not available easily here or it burns a hole in my pocket so deep that it the drink is wasted in being wasted