Halfway To Asphodel

As it is very aptly said, “yaadein, yaad aati hain”.

Apologising is one of the basic manners taught to children in school, told to be used frequently, and advised to be taken in unconditionally

Chauhan opens up about his past two years.

I'm off for the while. Thanks.

Chauhan wonders what beauty others see in desolation.

In which Chauhan tries to explain his nightless sleeps.

Chauhan pens his pain within.

It’s a bad time, you know, when you see rectangles. Rectangles, I say, and not circles. Seeing circles means you are dazed, high, drunk. ...

Arthur, Arthur in the phone; Who’s the craziest in the unknown? When the world preys and prays, Who’s the one cast and thrown? Arthur, Ar...

My talks begin with aplomb, but they never seem to end. Sadly, it is now taken as eloquence. It is this ‘eloquence’, which has now provid...

There exists a quiet void within everything. And when I say everything, I mean every thing, ranging from the commotion of the day to the ...

There was a god in front of us. There were people behind me. The temple bells were clanging. The aarti drums were banging. It was chaotic...

I sit, engrossed in my work, staring at the laptop screen. Time seemed to dawdle past me, while in reality, it was gushing past me quicke...

A bead of sweat trickled down from beneath my ear onto the pillow. It tickled the skin as it trickled, drawing my attention to the humid ...

I have a very queer relationship with my epiphanies. They’ve been my door to revelations and discoveries, the gateway to realisations and...

Tum January banna, Mujh jaisa December nahi. Taaki tumhare aane ka jashn ho, Bhale mere chale Jaane ka gham nahi. Tum March banna, Me...

My tongue is busy, moving around and sloshing it. I feel around its periphery; prodding, poking and wetting it. I licked at it, tried to ...

Let it be known, That you’re with no thing. Let it be told, That you owe me nothing. But let me tell you, That you sowed in me something....