I am angry, and justifiably so. You called me the Evil Fox. You killed me, stuffed my skin and put me on display in the museum. You forgot that folklores have a pinch of truth. Mountains being created out of molehills, does not denigrate the existence of the molehill. Have you heard that the soul … Continue reading The Stuff of Legends
He was on the last leg of his journey to the airport. The plane would take off in another four hours. He held the family jewels closely to his bosom, and dreamt insolently of life in the land of opportunities. The driver muttered under his breath as he swiftly moved to the left, wondering why … Continue reading Unexpected
The dilapidated factory was just one of the ruins he had inherited. A mentally ill mother, an alcoholic brother and warring factions of an extended family pulled him back to the village, after his father’s demise. He had to restart the factory, so that the villagers who had lost their livelihood could be re-employed. Peace … Continue reading Fait Accompli
He has suffered the abusive language of the boss for fifteen years now. There were moments when he felt like quitting, but consoled himself by thinking that there were many like him. All knew that the returns at the end of the year would be fabulous. And no other company would pay them the astronomical … Continue reading Immigration
“A skeleton has been found inside the house. It is surprising that the neighbors did not smell trouble for a year.” My super sleuth boss was just thinking aloud. “Old Joseph was deserted by his children, and lived alone.” “Could that be murder? The house shows no signs of a scuffle or robbery.” “I don’t … Continue reading Isolation
Mrs. Jones could not stop gushing, while I fixed coffee for her. “Such an artistically done house! And it is great to see that the kids have inherited your creativity.” “Try this pumpkin cake. It is healthy.” “Wow! So innovative! I did not think of this before.” She wandered off to my elder one’s room, … Continue reading Creative Genes
I am fascinated by the human mind. I am in awe of its capacity to inflict seasons of joy and sorrow. The influencing come from a deeper whole, but manifest themselves in snippets. Micropoetry and microfiction are the perfect formats to capture those snippets. It does not need a plot, characterization and the interaction of … Continue reading Why Micro?
“Darkness depresses me. I do not know what is happening there.” “The lights are casting shadows. And it is your space to imagine.” ‘That leads to wild guesses, rumors and false stories. It is not a healthy place to be in.” “Don’t forget to check back in the daylight. It completes the picture.” “Then, what … Continue reading Conscious and Subconscious
The skeleton on the bench moved, and the bony extensions encircled my neck. “I killed you several years ago. You are supposed to be resting in your grave”, I barely uttered some words in a muffled voice. “Do you see that pylon over there? They leave wires open for earthing. And while the trees grew, … Continue reading Borderline
"Oh, I may be on the side of the angels, but don’t think for one second that I am one of them ….." "Yeah, and that is what makes it so difficult … the fact that you can shift positions." "Does that lessen your fear? You create your own reality, which may not be the … Continue reading Fear
