Author: Kaaya

Kaaya

An extensive reader, Kaaya is a lover of classics and romantics. She will only ditch reading for vacations and good food. Say food and you bet she is already salivating. A hopeless romantic, foodie, and roadie, she is always lit. Even on a rainy day, she is as lit as the firefly’s butt.
Navras Series - Haasya by Kaaya Faye

Haasya

Haasya The first ray of sun touched Durga’s warm skin. Her eyes opened to see Raja sa’s face the first thing in the morning. He was fast asleep. His lips,

The apocryphal god by Kaaya Faye

The Apocryphal God

Like thoughts post mid night The fables flow Praising someone, something, or somewhat Who knows? Immortal, unseen, and abstract Like a ghost Omnipresent, controlling, and uppity A mad dictator or

The Butterfly Effect by Kaaya Faye

The Butterfly Effect

The Butterfly Effect A black SUV approaching the hotel.  The President’s limousine following it. A bald man looking at the road. “Watch out!” he yells at the walkies-talkie. The SUV

Rajasthan Photography Sringar Part 2 in Navras Series by Kaaya Faye

Navras Series – Sringar Part II

Someone was coming closer and she knew who it was. She stood there frozen with her eyes lowered, looking like a sculpture’s masterpiece.

Delirium – A Vague World of Existence

Delirium – A Vague World of Existence

Delirium – A Vague World of Existence Definitions Certainty And Facts Spending days deriving meaning Out of absolute nonsense Living life as an inquisition Every other opinion – an offence.

Navras -I Sringar

Navaras Series, Chapter 1 – Sringar

It was 6 o’clock in the morning when a servant came knocking at Raja sa’s door. “What is it, Madri?” “A woman has come to see you, sire.”, bowed Madri.

excerpt passing fancy about having a crush by Kaaya Faye

Passing Fancy

A Passing Fancy Defined by my bold attitude and blunt language, one could easily get to know me if they listen intently. Simple days and a regular but kind of

Incertitude poem about life and time by kaaya faye

Incertitude

Incertitude The love that was And the love that is The days that have passed The chances that went amiss Hours running fast Minutes that standstill The ever-blowing breeze And

A girl sipping on coffee behind a dewed window.

बारिश की बूंदे (Raindrops)

बारिश की बूंदें जैसे चाहत एक नई आंसुओं से आँखें भरी भरी खिड़की पर मैं खड़ी राह को ताक रही बारिश सी ये आस बड़ी ठंडक भी दे और बाढ़