By: Neelam Dadhwal I looked out of the container a refreshing life, as if cells could soak oxygen. Tripled on its contents on way with friends and half down the valley we lay wreath on our expedition. Half of truths, being…

By: Neelam Dadhwal Absorbed in echoes of moonlight reflecting on calm waters, serenading in cosmic universe full of tornadoes, tidal waves rushing to me. The moon among palm leaves, among clouds, emerges in shades leaving me to interpolate rightly something unachievable…