Sonal Singh On Sonal's Table

On the road we traveled, I found our paths diverging Instead of one mind, dual thinking was emerging. At a loss for reason, I looked about askance. I thought I spied matrimony do a vanishing dance. I looked at you then, my brimming eyes pleaded. But, I saw no concern, …

In the circus of my life; I wonder, who plays the clown? Who is it that helps me laugh and who makes me frown? Who are the performers? Who is the audience? Who is it that aids me, out of chaos, to make sense? Yes! The circus of my life …

It was a balmy August evening. 12 year old Meera looked at the sky. God was playing hide and seek with the rain. You could literally smell the rain on the humid breeze. It tantalized you like a wily mistress but just when you expected it to fall; God whisked …