Stories

Every interaction is a story, since it involves more than one point of view. The world is what it is, because we see things differently. Conversations are not just an exchange. They are either challenges, coordination or conflict. And each creates a different storyboard for life. Multiple storyboards, and the mutual influence which they exert, … Continue reading Stories

Flowers

FLOWERS Flowers never think if their perfume will be lost or get extracted   they reek of sweetness unmindful of the end they know no better   they are blessed to live in spaces and memories for eternity   enhancing lives and no rancour ever shown for the end they met   HUMANS Context decides … Continue reading Flowers

Fear

Writing a pangram is a tough task. Sentences do balloon beyond 26 characters and alphabets. "The quick brown fox jumps over a lazy dog" is the best pangram ever written, and I have been tempted to replace Dog with God several times. 61 alphabets are more than twice the allowed limit, yet, this is the … Continue reading Fear

Exploring

The paralytic attack had brought Steve’s productive life to a halt. Thankfully, only the right side of the body had been affected. Steve was an upcoming scientist, who had invented a few devices to help differently abled people. He hated vegetating in the wheelchair and being dependent on others for his basic needs. He started … Continue reading Exploring

Mysteries we love

Art and science are buoyant with colloquial dense expressions.   Fear rules grassroots of the conscience. Highly intelligent investigative minds jig the kaleidoscope, loving every moment, negating scepticism, and overrule puerile minds.   Questions raised in the sultry turbulence of urban jungles vex the human world.   Xeroxed, faded versions of yellowing, ignorant zillion expressions … Continue reading Mysteries we love

Calendars with legs

I hate celebrating birthdays and anniversaries. It reminds me of the years passing by, and unachieved goals and targets. I hear that the Government plans to shift the commencement of the financial year from April to January. I do not know what hidden motives lie behind that, and which budgeting base would glorify their performance. … Continue reading Calendars with legs

Re-emergence

It happened to Anarkali, aeons ago. The palace maid was punished for falling in love with a prince. The legend has lived on, with stories about her underground escape, facilitated by none other than Emperor Akbar. Maybe, she returned to be a part of the harem, when her lover became King. While I was buried … Continue reading Re-emergence

My Spouse

He tiptoes to come close, and deliver a surprise. He grunts to express disinterest or disappointment. He slurps with a look of satisfaction, on the dining table. He hammers and nails, to fix things around the house, even if it disturbs my writing. The whirr of the car engine reflects his mood for the day. … Continue reading My Spouse

Only when you have to

Be grateful just when you have to.   They’ll subjugate you into being indebted obliged consigned to slavery to suit their purpose.   Life is a series of give-and-take, scrap that guilt if you can return favors to even it out.   You are not responsible for choices which they made peculiar to conditions prevailing … Continue reading Only when you have to

I am the Watcher and the Watched

Being watched is an uncomfortable feeling. I do not like voyeurs or dictators peeping into my life and privacy. George Orwell painted a scary picture of “Big Brother” watching us, as a means to induce fear, and a slave mind-set in the targeted population. But I would like somebody to have my back. A friend … Continue reading I am the Watcher and the Watched