Dear Friend of my Heart, Rhythm and melody are not exclusive. At the moment I come from a feeling that… Read more Dream, Rhythm, and Melody
Author: Prashant Nawani
Every place in every moment is potent with a zillion stories, pictures, poems, music of life and death. I am trying to find my way across the unfathomable ocean of experience and sometimes, I dive into the depths for sunken treasures and dark mysteries. I write. I take pictures. I make music.
Dreams, Orchids and Fruits
Dear Friend of my Heart, In my dream last night an angry red-headed man started becoming a story. He turned… Read more Dreams, Orchids and Fruits
love and freedom: a dancer of silent tunes
Dear Friend of my Heart, as my chest rises and falls in the company of the forest song, I am… Read more love and freedom: a dancer of silent tunes
Loss
Dear Friend of my Heart, We were so deeply immersed in a callous darkness, drawing feeble lines of colors we… Read more Loss
When I Grow up
Dear Friend of my Heart, I saw a middle-aged man sit beside a sapling and speak to it of everything… Read more When I Grow up
Conversation
Dear Friend of my Heart, Sometimes someone you’ve never met before looks at you from across the room and comes… Read more Conversation
The Gravity of a Dream
Dear Friend of my Heart, As you wander these unpaved paths, soaked to the bones in the ethereal rain of… Read more The Gravity of a Dream
Photography: Aren’t we forgetting something?
Dear Friend of my Heart, Do you still have a sense of wonder for photographs? The capturing of a moment… Read more Photography: Aren’t we forgetting something?
Treasures, Wings and the Moon
Dear Friend of my Heart, I was going through some old pieces of writing earlier and something peculiar and amusing… Read more Treasures, Wings and the Moon
shadows: a verse meets a verse
Dear Friend of my Heart, It is the most delightful occurrence, in the most daringly playful of my opinions, when a… Read more shadows: a verse meets a verse
