ANANYA'S BLOG

As children, we think you are everywhere. Crayon in hand, we make you the sea and the sky. But then we learn water is clear and skies...

She wanders her empty mind. Nothing to fill time except plant the seeds, water the soil, and pick the fruit. Plant the seeds, water the...

You can't divide by zero. These are words that float meaninglessly around my ears in 5th grade and rematerialise when I reach high...

No one told us to leave after letting go of the paper boats. At first the sharp folds caressed the tip of the water, toying with the...