“What do these symbols mean?” “There are three basic principles of communicating information that I know –letters and words exert a pull on the other, choices are gradually narrowed down to end speculation, and the final elimination of other alternatives.” “What is your final message?” “Words have become redundant. It is possible to communicate through … Continue reading Time to decode
“Damn me! I turned forty-nine today. Half a century next year…..” “What’s your grouse?” “I don’t know what’s happening in my life.” “Get a handle on it.” “Like what?” “Health comes first. Be regular in your fitness routines. Then, your retirement plans….” “Who wants to retire?” “No? Then, better put yourself out there, and let … Continue reading Not 50 yet!
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 gate was carefully painted in shades of rust and blue, and then, scrubbed with sandpaper. It looked like what it did ten years ago. One of us had a few snapshots of the house. Pa was being released from the mental hospital today. He had cracked up, when he could not pay the mortgage, … Continue reading Rust on Time
The old man was reminiscing, “I travelled by train all year for my work, so that I could fly your mother to a holiday spot she fancied every year. I researched all year to find the best place that I could afford, and lied to my boss to manage leave. Those vacations were the stuff … Continue reading Round the Bend
I had looked forward to retirement, but honestly, the empty nest hurts a bit. I wait for the annual visit of my grandchildren, when we have a ‘Paper Boat Festival’, akin to the Kite Festival in Gujarat, and creativity in making a boat is rewarded. I deliberately lose every contest, so that they come back … Continue reading The Festival
‘Do you remember when we lived down there?’ ‘Not really it was too long ago.’ ‘Then you’re lucky.’ “What is that memory which pains you?” “It is embalmed and bandaged, and preserved in a pyramid.” “Why does that pain you?” “You and I were sworn enemies, and you lie next to me.” (52 words) … Continue reading Pyramids
Expectations can be claustrophobic. I need a set of rules to give direction to my life, but the ones that I write, the ones that allow me to be myself. I refuse to carry the burden of their dreams and projection of their unfulfilled wishes. Yet, when I return from the battlefield, battered and broken, … Continue reading What is it that binds?
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
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