In the absence of enough public transports or to avoid the crowd during the pandemic, many city dwellers are switching back to the age-old cycles for the ease of commute to the office. However, the traffic law is making things a little difficult.

Has it ever occurred to you after reading a book that you have so much to say about it that you just cannot find the right words? I am in that exact...

It is just scattered musings of an unnamed protagonist in an unnamed city which reads like poetry in the disguise of prose. The almost plotless book is divided into small chapters woven by a common thread, life of the narrator in a year.

Dear Diary, I am taking a break from narrating the ultra eventful Rice ceremony. For now, let me tell you what happened last night. As you know I love to live in peace, on...

Dear Diary, I am back with my unfinished story. And where else can I go? You are the only one to understand my miseries, my friend. So on that fateful day after they took...

Dear Diary, Didn’t I once tell you that these adults must never be trusted? I once again learnt it the hard way. This man and woman in the house, I must say, are...

Dear Diary, Practice makes a man perfect. This is an important lesson. Even I know that. But these adults in the house seem to have skipped that lesson. Now, I want to perfect...

From that day I understood I was on my own and these adults are never going to offer me the things I actually crave. So I decided to take things into my ‘own hand'.