Halfway To Asphodel

I am thrilled to announce that the second edition of my first book, "The Best of Halfway To Asphodel: 2015-2017", titled 'Halfway To Asph...

I sit on the bench, smiling into my phone screen, scrolling and reading the words I’ve already read millions of times before. I scroll up...

It is under the greatest of tribulations that a man shapes into the self he ends at. I say ends ‘at’, because as long as he lives, he is ...

I closed everything on my phone and looked out of the window. The sun was just about to rise, and so was a new dawn in my life. We had ex...

“I’m – I’m not the same person that I was five years ago,” she said. I looked at her. There was the same set of dark brown eyes; her beau...

Dear Future Me; I hope, first of all, that this letter finds you. Secondly, I hope it finds you well. There are many theories of how a fu...

Fire blazed all around, embers and the heat threatening the soles of my feet. Above me I saw layers of crimson, red and maroon; interming...

Old Lady High was a rich landlady who lived just across the street in a grand manor. She was not known to be vain as she was pompous, nor...

I am now announcing that my book, “The Best of Halfway To Asphodel: 2015-2017”, is live and available for sale! For paperbacks in India, ...

To roads diverged in the yellow wood; Why do you tear me so? Making me choose between could and should; Knowing I’ll have to reap what I ...

Between light and darkness, sandwiched between the sun and the moon, trapped within day and night lie two phenomena which has engrossed g...

See Also: To Her Ravaging Memoirs It’s three in the morning. I stare at the ceiling, gazing at the dark nothingness, perfectly awake. Sle...

The train shuffles along rapidly, with the dying sun creating beautiful tapestries while intermingling with the clouds. The strong hues o...

The night was dark, the moon shy. The world was empty after the entire day’s noisy bustle.  The cool wind ruffled the leaves of the trees...

I scanned the surroundings. There was not a soul in sight. I quietly walked towards her courtyard, deep into the chilly night, treading o...

The cool breeze hit my face and ruffled my hair, as I bent on my balcony railing sipping my midnight tea. The serene city lights, mingled...

I make into my quietude, and try to break the impasse with my heart. ‘Is this a night, or I am merely shrouded beneath her hair? Is this ...