The Nomad
Sandwiched between places, I am a place Without a ground To call my own. I go here, I go there, Yet I am nowhere For a while; My while eats them alive. They talk in whispers, How my presence Bothers their heartless bodies. You wanted
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Dissonance – A Short Sketch | The Gym Story
Ideas boil in my head sometimes and they want to pop out in the form of media I am accustomed to. Filmmaking being my latest fad, an idea was screaming to get out. That’s how dissonance was formed. We shot this in Surat in a
The Unmanned Boat
Sea to the left, See to my right To find another hopeless sight, Down below death drowns, I might not ever make it out, And yet I try to find my wade, Clueless about a certain fate, Must be a land somewhere That my purblind
Waiting Hands
Reading so much hope In so much less, You are warriors of dark Fighting for light. I wish you weren’t A mere statue of pity For comments pithy, Forgotten like people often Forget things unimportant. I have never known, I might have known; But the
Nimble
A split second Of eternal joy, A subway treat; A tasteful meet Of eyes and a face That might erase My today if tomorrow I don’t see you again. Like a whiff You dropped in, Akin to the kiss Of the first flake That stays
Staircase – A Short Horror Film
The second horror film I made is one of The Darkest Blog‘s story called “Staircase”. This time I had better cameras to work with, a proper script to helm and better music to use. The plot is about a friend zoned guy who wishes to
Judge Me Not
Underneath your judging eyes, I feel naked, I didn’t ask to be tested Or to be toyed with, To be turned around, And then upside down, To be frisked with As you please, I am my own judge. I want to live a life Unbothered
The Absence of Everything
I read pain on faces I had never seen weep; Could they cry too? Now I know – Joy isn’t anyone’s prerogative. You wish it were eternal, It never is. No matter how taut it is held, It always manages to slip through. Emotions are
Mirrors
I feel nothing, nada, When I browse through all the faces in my time. Sunny ones, smiling kinds, contented minds, Adventures hide inside their green eyes. People are strangers without their thin masks; They wear them to pose a split second sign To create an idea
Stiletto – A Short Animated Film
I have always had a thing for animation. Good news is that I have ventured into this department as well. I bought myself a good One by Wacom Graphic Tablet and it’s been serving the purpose. So far, so good! If you too have some animation