Life has been an uphill struggle for me. Reality does not match my ambitions, and the causes are not always external. I need to develop a success mindset. I battled with my genetic makeup, acquired personality traits and my reactions to the world, based on cumulative experience. Altering the crystalline structure that shapes my personality … Continue reading Bit by Bit
Cathy’s mind harked back to her college days. It was a conservative township in the 1970’s, when phone calls from boys, were looked at suspiciously, by the parents of nubile girls. It was the era before cellphones and caller ids were invented. Cathy was often engaged by her male classmates, to dial a number, wait … Continue reading Will the phone ring?
The blue of the sky and sea induces further blues in me. The horizon spells uncertainty of movement into unknown territory. My job has brought me to this resort. It is not a destination of choice. I wander around aimlessly, with a blank expression. Suddenly, I feel a pair of strong hands pulling me back, … Continue reading Blues
Sunday Writing Prompt: Fly like a Falcon *note: this week Oloriel is supposed to be your host, but I’m not sure if she will be here, so in case – I’ve offered you this. If she does post as well, you have a choice. Sunday Writing Prompt: July 23: Fly Like an Falcon Today is the … Continue reading Sin
At times, all the signs are pretty obvious. But one hesitates to accept that it is all over. It could be a faint line of hope, or just the ennui of indecision, that makes people pull through. Marriages and jobs are not sacrosanct, and not a blind end. It hurts like hell, but one can … Continue reading I am complete
Her childhood was spent, torn between loyalty to her Indian grandmother, and an Indo-American mother. Tia dug into both ‘samosa’, and apple pie, with equal love, and kept both the warring women happy. It had been a way of life with her. Her father disapproved of the diet, but remained silent, as he struggled to … Continue reading Tia
“These are exquisitely beautiful pieces, but priced too high.” “These are made of sand, not clay.” “That makes it cheaper.” The lady was adamant, “No. The process is infinitely more complex and time-consuming.” ‘Then, why don’t you use clay?” “Sand is amorphous, and carving a durable piece needs an understanding of the art, technique and … Continue reading Carving an identity
The television news says that the Amarnath temple has reopened. The ritual worship of the snow Shiva idol was performed with great aplomb. Suddenly, the devotional music stops. Another accident has occurred. A bus rolled down into a ravine…. I hear the sound of my husband’s recital on our honeymoon, “If there is Heaven on … Continue reading Sounds of Memory
Ensemble is an upmarket boutique for designer threads, and cars with international number plates parked outside, are not a rarity. Unusual was the figure that stepped out of it. There was Julia, the poor cousin, who had grown up on hand-me-downs from me, and whom I had not met for long . The initial exchange … Continue reading Unanticipated
Have I landed in Ayn Rand’s Atlantis, like Dagny Taggart? I did not aspire to meet the love of my life, not with my age and appearance. The mirror in the hallway belied my assumptions. I looked young and ahem … pretty, just like that painting on the wall. Whhaaaat? My picture in this place … Continue reading Black Hole
