Tanay SinghMay we meet again.I’m not much of an afterlife type. But when someone close to you dies young, you do what you must to get up each day. Even if what you…Nov 1, 2018Nov 1, 2018
Tanay SinghA shoe box of tearsDeath is always a surprise. No one expects it. Not even terminal patients think they are going to die in a day or two. In a week, maybe…Aug 1, 2018Aug 1, 2018
Tanay SinghCallous Love and Sincere ApologiesThrough Zeppelin calling to all failed lovers as fools in the rain all the way to Floyd telling to still keep wishing, somewhere down the…Apr 5, 2018Apr 5, 2018
Tanay SinghMBA Life and everything not niceLife is full of the small ironies which we revel in. Accept it like any other medicine which could either be too bitter or too hard to…Nov 22, 2017Nov 22, 2017
Tanay SinghDon’t leave. Not Now, Yet or Ever.Tell your story… the cursor beeped and blinked. I did not know what to pen down today, let alone feel. The chest throbbed, more with the…Nov 13, 2017Nov 13, 2017
Tanay SinghDead (wo)men tell no tales.You see, I forget. I forget what my job had sent me to buy at the stationery shop and buy pens instead of envelopes. A quaint little shop…Sep 11, 2017Sep 11, 2017
Tanay SinghAlive. Affectionate. Alone.Who are we if not devils of our own devices. Why does the silver lining have a veil of dark clouds surrounding it? An old phrase now…May 8, 2017May 8, 2017
Tanay SinghFault Lines and Faultier HopesRelationships are a complicated business. Just like the flicker of a candle, the glow illuminating a thousand lost dreams or some like to…Apr 18, 2017Apr 18, 2017
Tanay SinghLofty Dreams and Little Ones.And here I find myself again. In the midst of a crowd I barely understood. The monotonous everyday sun hung about in the sky. One more…Sep 16, 2016Sep 16, 2016
