Sanjhi Verma·Feb 3, 2019A cup of Chai with my dead grandmother.It’s not every day that people from above the clouds decide to get down and visit you. It’s not every day, that they try and look beyond…A response icon1A response icon1
Sanjhi Verma·Dec 16, 2018The Glass Wall“The sun bounced off the glass walls and made her purple dress blush, lit her face as white as snow. Her lips, still red as the color of…
Sanjhi Verma·May 17, 2018The Black BirdSometimes, in the middle of the night, I feel a sharp sting in my feet and I wake up to find myself lying in the middle of a jungle. I look…
Sanjhi Verma·Jan 25, 2018Hole in my Heart!I have a hole in my heart, I fill it with paint, I fill it with art, I fill it with voices, from distant past I fill it with stories, I…A response icon1A response icon1
Sanjhi Verma·Oct 29, 2017Mosaic — My great escape!For as long as I remember, I was eternally fond of the mosaic floors. Our two-bedroom apartment, had three different flavors of mosaic…
Sanjhi Verma·Apr 24, 2017Floating Memories..Sometimes in the pit of dark, I wake up to the sound of a strange bell. The sound of the metal softly tinkling around it’s rusted edges…
Sanjhi Verma·Feb 22, 2017Dancing Queen : PART 2 (Shh…Here comes the Devil!)Continued from Part 1A response icon2A response icon2
Sanjhi Verma·Feb 18, 2017Dancing Queen — Part 1It was the first thought that came to her as she woke up. He was gone. And, soon, this bedroom, the house in whose eastern corner it sat…
Sanjhi Verma·Feb 15, 2017Broken Wing..In a murky forest in the south, There lived an eaglet with a fleecy mouth, On a bright yellow summer, when he was born, All the eagles…
Sanjhi Verma·Feb 12, 2017A Blue ChairI distinctly remember the hands that crafted me. To the world they would appear a normal pair of hands, rough, dusky rather crude hands of…A response icon1A response icon1
