Michael used to drive home late, and saw a beautiful lady, dressed in a Victorian lace dress, standing at a particular spot on the road, every day. What was she doing there? He could not contain his curiosity, and stopped to speak to her one evening, “Lady, can I help you in some way?” She … Continue reading The Time Challenge
I am intrigued by the life of a moment, a speck in that unfathomable monster called Time. Time is re-interpreted several times, as humans struggle to understand the exact nature of the relationship. Where is the axis? Who is moving against whom? Does it exist, or is it a concept we created to measure the … Continue reading Moments
Why would anyone remember a bus ride on a foggy, winter morning? There were many people commuting to work, some holding seats for their friends and some dozing off on the long ride. I could not focus for more than 5 seconds on any of them. It was a ride that changed my life. I … Continue reading A foggy, winter morning ….
The black attire, the smoldering eyes and the raven hair gives her a phantasmagoric appearance. She appears to have emerged from the Dark Ages. We call those ages dark, since we know nothing about them, and we do not have the vision to look back. We do not know anything about the Lady in Black. … Continue reading Darkness in the Universe
The paralytic attack had brought Steve’s productive life to a halt. Thankfully, only the right side of the body had been affected. Steve was an upcoming scientist, who had invented a few devices to help differently abled people. He hated vegetating in the wheelchair and being dependent on others for his basic needs. He started … Continue reading Exploring
Being watched is an uncomfortable feeling. I do not like voyeurs or dictators peeping into my life and privacy. George Orwell painted a scary picture of “Big Brother” watching us, as a means to induce fear, and a slave mind-set in the targeted population. But I would like somebody to have my back. A friend … Continue reading I am the Watcher and the Watched
A star performer, Aditya Kapoor, in the sales department had suddenly quit. His incentives had not been credited on the due date, and he needed the money to pay his father’s hospitalization bill. He was piqued by the incident, and the competition had been smart enough to instantly lure him with a better offer. The … Continue reading The New Recruit
Our meetings would never have been the same without props. Books, music or a bar have always been the glue. I loved the intellectual discussions, the challenges thrown by your provocative ideas, and the revolutionary thoughts we shared about changing the world. The characters in the books we read, or planned to write and various … Continue reading Love on props
She lived in a castle all her life, but never knew happiness. The cold stone floor, the bats hanging upside down on the ceiling and a Spartan meal served in a metal plate without cutlery defined her existence. Her detractors feared that she would use broken china or cutlery to hurt herself, or them. The … Continue reading Shifting shafts of light
She wondered if John was the same, silly teenager she had fallen in love with. He had won several awards for his research on artificial intelligence. A part of their home was converted into a lab. She was the lucky owner of two robots, to do all the housework. She learnt a bit of programming, … Continue reading Programmed
