Last evening, our flight ran into real turbulent weather as we were approaching Raipur. The pilot swerved several times and rose into the stratosphere. With near zero visibility at Raipur,

A rotting leaf in the Bougainville Park, that I clicked on the first evening of this year, haunted me for days, resulting in an experimental poem in surrealism.    Pray

My non Tamizh knowing North Indian friends, when they came to know that I have written poems in Thamizh, wanted me to translate them into English for wider readership. I

 Palki Nehwal was promoted as Under Secretary and posted to a different Ministry.  She was the only one with whom I confided. I knew she was fond of me as

Cometh the year 2012, I had to work in a different Department. It was a new building; the officers were also new. The Department was an important one in the Ministry

Prologue   My name is Udhayan Chaudhry. I joined Government Service as a Junior Secretariat Assistant in the year 1986 and took voluntary retirement in the year 2019 as a