Ritima SharmaThe FlightAs I parted from the ground, my lens glided up with the redwoods. The brown and wrinkled, tremendous trunks seemed to never end, but I…4 min read·Aug 30, 2021----
Ritima SharmaOwn Master!The roaring, fervent white water, when gushed out of the black serpent’s mouth, I looked at it; The tempestuous mass, when met the placid…2 min read·Aug 1, 2021----
Ritima SharmaWithout Ticket!The stench of sweat, nutty-warm aroma of the peanuts, the heavy smell of the oil, re-fried a million times, a horde of people crushing and…5 min read·Jun 28, 2021----
Ritima SharmaI will call her EmmaShe was a little girl — perhaps six years old. I don’t know her name — I’ll call her Emma. It was a clear blue day — the sun shone bright…4 min read·May 28, 2021----
Ritima SharmaA Girl with a BroomstickIt was a warm summer afternoon. A soiled yellow bus came to a screeching halt levitating dust from the parched streets. She jumped from the…4 min read·Apr 30, 2021----
Ritima SharmaTHE COFFEE SHOPHer name was Elsa. Delivered at the doorstep of a gleaming crystal building perched on a hill-top, by a car with no wheels, she stood…4 min read·Apr 1, 2021----
Ritima SharmaThe Full Moon!And instead of a pony, it was a horse- a full grown black beast with mane of a lighter brown color, with eyes that did sparkle, but…4 min read·Mar 3, 2021----
Ritima SharmaIt is that time of year!When the yellow warmed my city, And the lazy mornings were filled with a golden hue; When every day, I woke up to the familiar call of a…1 min read·May 31, 2020----