“An unfinished story invites. It gives everyone the liberty to complete it as they like.” Henry’s words keep haunting me as I browse through his incomplete manuscript. Unfinished structures welcome every new brick or stone. They reach completion but not in the manner as perceived in the beginning. I call the publisher. “If this book … Continue reading Unfinished
“House-house was the most popular game in my childhood. I had no choice but to play as per preference of my playmates. It was better than isolation. I was often castigated and rebuked because I showed a marked preference for administrative and going-out tasks rather than cooking, cleaning and laundry.” “The story has not changed … Continue reading Wisdom
“Provocative statements lead to deep insights. It brings out concealed and suppressed thoughts.” “Hmmm… You’ve built your career in law with this strategy.” “I need to bring out the truth, to take the case forward.” “And sometimes, plant seeds of a thought which did not exist before.” “What are you arriving at?” He is visibly … Continue reading Provoked
“Relationships are not sacred any more”, rants Aunt Agnes again. Her son is going through his fourth divorce, for reasons he is unable to explain. I’m getting wiser after silently listening to Gen Next on social media, online dating/matrimonial sites and in person. At times, they need a visa to the land of opportunities, and … Continue reading Relationships
Those pages make a story for sure, but all are not written by me. How ridiculous is it to say, that I’m not the author of my own life? Am I blaming others for failure, or giving them credit for undeserved success? Maybe, I happened to be at the right place at the time to … Continue reading Whose story?
Another calendar gets ready to walk down the staircase, slowly and silently to the basement. Will it be surprised to meet others of its own ilk, separated by digits. I guess not, for they’ve always been interlinked - stories, thoughts and ideas are not separated by numbers. The imposed frameworks of dates relegate them to … Continue reading Basements
There’s an unprecedented chill in the air, and the ground beneath his feet is unusually cold. “Why are you roaming barefoot in this weather, young lad?” The old man’s voice breaks his reverie. The whiff of perfume, swish of a silk scarf, charm of a smile and beauty of a face is firmly in the … Continue reading Infatuation
The Scout and Guide movement launched by Lord Baden Powell was revolutionary enough to keep me busy in school, painstakingly learning to tie knots of different kinds - reef, sheet-bend, fisherman’s and others. The rope tied to my belt felt nothing less than a pistol. Then, came the craft teacher who made knots look like … Continue reading Knots
Have I really been here before? Is it a scene from the last five novels I binge-read? I recall wanting to be there, and rewriting the plot in my style. The place has so much potential - in the mind, on earth or under water. Shadows creep in on me, telling me a very old … Continue reading Deja Vu or Veja Du?
I’m happy that I survived the churning of the washing machine, my insides being squeezed out to enable quick drying. Finally, I see sunlight…. not just in the balcony, but in the eyes of my friend who is ready to cuddle me once again. After all, I’m his only confidante. I know that his teacher … Continue reading Squeezed
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