She aced cricket, topped the class in Mechanical Engineering, and moved on to become CEO of a company. Our friends teasingly refer to me as Prince Philip, the one who walks a step behind his wife. I’m happy to be her support, the ‘man behind her success’. News channels speak of the largest corruption scandal … Continue reading Glass door
“They are on Barnard b. Look at the pictures he sent.” “They sent pictures from six light years away?” “That’s not much. Scientists say there is a possibility of life, because of geothermal vents.” “And your guys have even built houses there? I guess the first business to exist there would be real estate.” “Oh, … Continue reading Many more suns…..
“Why do you insist on immigration? This is the place we were born in, and belong to.” “The pot has got to be where the fire is, if anyone is hungry. It is the law of survival.” (175 characters) Twittering Tales #119
Come with me, say the waves enticingly, but I know I’ll sink. The birds throw inviting glances when they rest on me, but I don’t wish to pull them down with my weight. The clouds flirt with everything they touch, and but refuse to own the damage they can inflict by bursting. The ships can … Continue reading Achingly immobile
“A fresh angle to the story has emerged, five years after Herbert Hadley was administered death penalty. It turns out that he was framed in false charges by his opponents.” Herbert’s son runs his fingers on the etched glass separating the balcony. “Dad, your deeds stand silhouetted against the light of truth. The black I … Continue reading Silhouetted in time
Half of Anna’s face disappeared from her portrait, when her grand-daughter Elsie was born. She is happy to be reborn amongst the people she loved. The little one spews wisdom as she learns to speak. It is almost as if there is a mission to be completed, and she knows the path to be followed. … Continue reading The Strange Portrait
I see my father-in-law, aged 90, act in a childlike manner, and hear the reactions, “He has lost it totally.” He has to be reminded of his wife’s first death anniversary, and he quietens down for some time. There is no calendar memory. Suddenly, he grabs an envelope on the table which is somebody’s medical … Continue reading What will go with me?
I’ve got to sway and smile and show off the clothes, as the designer has invested in me. I have to leave the baby behind, get back in shape and set an example. I dance with light feet and a heavy heart. I just ended a relationship today. I airbrush my images to conceal experience … Continue reading It’s not easy
This is how he had always seen her – leaping into the unknown, while he kept a watch on where she was landing. She had perhaps, never noticed his presence, as it happened again today – in the press conference organized to give her bytes on the latest scandal surrounding her. He wished he could … Continue reading Paparazzi
Travelling alone is her passion. She enjoys wandering with a camera and sketch pad, recording everything she sees. There is a lot more than nature’s bounty that comes her way. “Are you writing a book? How do you spend afternoons alone, holed up in the hotel room?” “I am developing the ambition to write one. … Continue reading Stories
