My brother looked through an opening in the rocks, into the wide, blue expanse and called out, “Look, Henry! What is that space called?” “It is where the Sun and Stars share their home with the birds and Gods. The sky allows a peek into the world.” “Why can’t we get there?” “Wait till we … Continue reading A brave, new world
The unguarded windows offered a ray of hope, amidst the pale yellow, gloomy sunlight that lit the lawns of this enclosure. It could be the path to freedom, or the end of a miserable life. Yet, none of the women residing there had ventured to do it. The underlying fear of rejection by the outside … Continue reading Ostracizing the Self
I and my voice, would have been struggling to find an identity, without the teachers and mentors who found me would have been an empty whistle, emanating from a deep hollowness, if lyricists had not given it a body. would be lost without the lights, camera, equipment and instruments would have struck a discordant note … Continue reading I and my voice
Richard’s soul must have turned in his grave, millions of times, seeing his beloved shed tears, sitting near his tombstone. I noticed new botanical species springing up, amongst the grass on the tomb. I remember our soulful conversations in the hospital. The writing was on the wall for us. He had to go. He promised … Continue reading Unspoken
“I own a walnut-shaped pink contraption, which serves as my personal spaceship. It takes me to unknown lands to explore virgin landscapes, and paint my own pictures.” “Can I see it?” “No. I keep it protected in a bony case.” “I insist on seeing it.” It might shock you to see your own talking, walking … Continue reading The Escape Artist
Youth applauds the ingenuity of the sculptor. The artist has outdone himself in capturing the complexities of the world. How are brilliant careers and filthy fortunes built? The world looks for the pull from the top, or the jack – the propeller from the bottom. Networks keep your system functioning, and oil your wheels with … Continue reading Hollowness
Helena thought her eye-protection glasses were not right. The cloud of smoke was assuming a human form. She was terrified to hear a vaguely familiar voice in close proximity, “Help me. It has been eight years.” “Eight years since what?” “He said that New Moons signify hope, not darkness. But, ninety-six New Moons have been … Continue reading The Rare New Moon
The jester accidentally dropped his mask, during the performance, and Molly froze in terror. A counsellor had told her, “The sounds in your head have risen to a level, where you can’t hear the fusion. We call it ‘white noise’.” The noise was turning black, as it got spiked with hatred. Life was no longer … Continue reading White Noise
I saw the barren branches touching the monument, of what once used to be lush, green foliage. The moss depicted years of neglect and non-maintenance. It was an isolated place. I remembered reading somewhere, about the place becoming a hideout for criminals. I thought of the books that I wanted to write, the intellectual legacy … Continue reading Mortality
The beautician is stumped. How does she enhance the looks of a girl, who is made of moonbeams? But Moonbeam wants to look her best for her debut night. She will eclipse a major part of the Sun tonight, and the world will watch her on that dark blue stage. She will compete with larger, … Continue reading Moonbeam
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