The lean tree, the semi-spherical huts with a twig and bloom garden outside – it is all the stuff of childhood fantasy. We created this with our mother, and spun stories around the quaint little setting. The best storyteller was rewarded with a cupcake. This was the springboard for all my creativity. Lost in my … Continue reading Inspired Creativity
The sadhu dressed in a single loincloth and rudraksh beads, and carrying a ‘kamandal’ was caught shoplifting in the mall. I swear I had seen him deliver a discourse in the temple yesterday evening, with a seemingly divine glow on his face. “Baba, is your soul on vacation today? What made you steal?” I asked … Continue reading Soul on vacation
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
The pleasure of a hunt takes me afar, while you are right here, in front of me. I ignore you in my quest for a sense of achievement. Who has ever been hailed for finding a treasure on the doorstep? And anything that chooses so mundane a place, does not qualify to be called a … Continue reading Whirlpools
This is an elite business, and I only take committed clients. Don’t worry, it is not about the pain. My tattoos last beyond relationships. (138 characters) Inspired by the inimitable Kat Myrman at Twittering Tale #43 Pic: favoritesunfl at Pixabay
“How do you like my new computer?” “Show me …” “It is on the table. One can illuminate any part to act as a screen. It doubles up as a robot, and moves on appropriate instructions. It is smarter than a human assistant.” “You look excited about your new acquisition.” “Well, aren’t you?” “Can you … Continue reading A better world
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
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
She was the first to walk out of the office, but knew that hundreds will soon follow. She needed to find a table in the nearest coffee shop, to work from, for at least an hour. How she hated these mock fire drills, which were always held on the busy last day of the quarter! … Continue reading The Last Day of the Quarter
Madhu was shocked to find her loving husband gone from the house, leaving a note saying that he still loved her, but could not bear to live with her. She was well into her forties, still beautiful, her house was well-kept, and she won plaudits for being the best hostess in town. Her only grouse … Continue reading Ten to one
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