Most of the poems that await you between the two covers of this book, have been written in the paradise that is Mussoorie. After slogging for a few years to clear the civil services examination, the mountains seem to have given scope for my imagination to run wild. Once infected by the creative bug, I poured poems into my smartphone as I bounced around the country during my training days.
These verses find me a traveller journeying as much inward as outward.
This wild tangle of poems, is a raindrop to our hope quotient. I imagine you having a smile, upon reading them, the same smile I had while writing them.