Eager to Speak

It was obvious that somebody had been looking for something, which was valuable. It could either be of material value, or hold a clue for the investigation. The cops turned the place upside down once again, but found nothing that spoke the language they were so eager to hear. The little mynah was the only … Continue reading Eager to Speak

Changing Perspectives

Writing an autobiography is not an easy task. My existence is linked to many others. Do I have a right to reveal the role they played in my life? I checked into a hotel for a couple of days to write peacefully. I luxuriated in the solitude, and the pleasure of being served breakfast in … Continue reading Changing Perspectives

Borderline

“There is no reason to return home.” “You are depressed. Find a therapist after you land.” “No. I don’t want to live …..” “You are on the borderline. Something could still lift you up there.” SPLASH! He had jumped in the water. Then, the same figure was signalling for a lifeboat to be thrown his … Continue reading Borderline

The Fallen Pharaoh

His appearance was unkempt, with a faraway look in his eyes, as if he did not belong. It was the prison guard who told me his real identity. I looked again. Did I see a tinge of regret or repentance? Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Students of Shakespearean literature would have seen many … Continue reading The Fallen Pharaoh

A Twist of Fate

Today, I consider myself fortunate to meet that fossil strolling around in the park. How I hated the parched skin, baked in the sun, at first sight! She had spent her life working for animal welfare, and working in open farms. She asked for help in taking a stray dog to the vet, and I … Continue reading A Twist of Fate

Romanticism

Decades ago, Ayn Rand wrote about a separating couple in her work of fiction,“We, the Living”, who were being sent to Siberia, by the ruling monsters. The girl says, “Maybe we could look at the same moon every day and feel connected, Sasha.” Their helplessness is unfathomable in the Internet Age. Faustina considers herself to … Continue reading Romanticism

Intertwined Destinies

It looks like I have missed the last train. The station is empty, except for a few people on the escalator.  Did they get off the last train? Or did they miss it? Should I feel safe or unsafe with their presence? Can I seek their help to find alternate transport at this hour? Google … Continue reading Intertwined Destinies

History or Fiction?

“Who are these people, Mom? And what is LOVE?” “They are probably from the past civilizations, when people believed that there is a flow of positive energy called LOVE binding them. And they appear to have benefited from that.” “Was that some kind of radiation?” “Maybe. Ancient texts say that it transformed people.” “Really? I … Continue reading History or Fiction?

Conscience

“Why would anyone want to send me a gift like this? And the sender’s name is not on the parcel.” “Turn it back.” “I can, but I am …. well, a little scared…” “What are you afraid of?” “I used to be a good marksman, and have killed several deer during my hunting expeditions. My … Continue reading Conscience

Unnoticed

I was repulsed by the ugliness and stink of manure. After a lapse of time, the beauty of flowers that bloomed captivated me. Seeds and soil cannot do much, without the help of water and sunlight. I am the seed, but I thrive in underground darkness. The beauty of the external world shocks, as my … Continue reading Unnoticed