Fiction, Ishaisms, Poetry, Quote

Ishaism – January

"I used to think I was fleeting fiction, you made me realize I'm perpetual poetry..." © Isha Garg

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Ishaisms, Light, Reflections, Soul

The Light Within and Without

​I was talking to my kid sister a few years ago, when she had just begun to form the incessant questions that children do, and talked a mile a minute, expressing her thoughts and jumping from one to the other so quick, I could hardly catch up; when something about our funny, silly little conversation,… Continue reading The Light Within and Without

Freedom, Ishaisms, Nature, Poetry, Prisoner

The Innocent Prisoner and the Tree

Many a time, in dark and dreary hours, did the innocent prisoner sing to it his serenade- looking out upon the oak tree, in the meadows, staring longingly at the raised branches of his only comrade. Oh yes, he had been lost and lonely, his heart full of sorrow- borne by him only, And he… Continue reading The Innocent Prisoner and the Tree