PHOTO PROMPT © Shaktiki Sharma THE WASHOUT By Neel Anil Panicker She comes with the rains. The memories…of hers…of ours. That’s when I am left with no choice but to step out and walk to the stand across the street. There in the open, I expose myself to the elements, every pore of my being … Continue reading neelwrites/fiction/shortstory/100words/29/12/2016
By Neel Anil Panicker This darkness brings with it a mélange of horrific images peace is the villain that plays hide and seek with me through ages the harshness of the present leaves me simply all too aghast torturous are these years that have bound me in a cast wonder if I can reprise sepia … Continue reading neelwrites/poem/duo-rhyme#01/17/11/2016
Neelism#20 At times it takes a lifetime to create some memories; at times even a lifetime is not enough to erase some memories.
DELHI- A MULTI-LINGUAL ROAD TRIP By Neel Anil Panicker Traffic makes us mad, doesn’t it? And, if it is about traffic as dangerous and monstrous as we, the denizens of Delhi, experience on a daily basis, then we might as well sign up for hell! But then what recourse do we have other than to … Continue reading neelwritesblog.com/middle/delhiroad/27/09/2016
THE POWER OF MIRACLES By Neel Anil Panicker Growing up, one of the very first words I fell in love with was the word ‘miracle’. This one word has helped me see through the darkest of dark days and God knows I have had more than my fair share of some really very dark days … Continue reading neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/theme/miracle/#WQWWC/18/08/2016
# HAIKU By Neel Anil Panicker Mind knows not, wellsprings of the heart, wreck havoc. +++
MY CURRENT LIFE OBSERVATIONS Neel Anil Panicker MAKING stories COOKING pav bhaji masala DRINKING lemon tea and mausambi juice READING lots of stories on my reader WANTING to escape to … Continue reading neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/lifeobservations/11/08/2016
THE DARK NIGHT RISES By Neel Anil Panicker Thoughts entangled in the web of time Mirror fractious images from my fractured mind. Entrapped memories flutter around Unshackling the burden of living. Tonight I shall dive into the cesspool of the dead Hoping to retrieve the dying embers of my soddened past. The unknown future beckons … Continue reading neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/poem/memories/28/07/2016