Of what use is a monster wheel, which is grounded? Does it qualify to be called a wheel at all? David had just returned from the Municipal Corporation office. He was a social activist trying to get justice for the farmers affected adversely by the land acquisition, for a development project. They had received a … Continue reading Monster Wheel
All the world’s a stage and all men and women merely players. famously said William Shakespeare. This stage does not offer opportunities for a rehearsal. We just land in it, when the show, lights and loudspeakers are fully on. We play out our whims, fancies, attitudes, prejudices and then, blame the stage for being … Continue reading Choice
It starts with one word – dreams. It grows into ambition, success, greed, obsession or crime. The end depends on how the world reacts to it. (140 characters) Inspired by Twittering Tales by Kat Myrman https://katmyrman.com/2017/03/14/twittering_tales_21_-_14_march_2017/
The anti-corruption move was at its peak. Sting operations were conducted, and the guilty were put behind bars at the drop of a hat. The country rose like one man, to fight the monster eating into their future prosperity. Demonetization had further removed the tools of the trade. The businessman stepped into the government office, … Continue reading Anti-Corruption
The sight of this abandoned car was a relief. It meant that human beings had touched this forest before. Maybe, there was someone around who could help. And the scent of a man was not strange to the denizens of the forest. He was not armed to fight them. Jake had landed here, after his … Continue reading The Forest
Angela was born with two hearts, but was unable to love the world. She was tired of being a guinea pig for scientists, who kept measuring the impact of various simulated conditions, on her unusual body. She was strapped with monstrous machines, or draped in multiple layers of smart fabric. The money helped her parents … Continue reading Across the Sky
Mohit entered his father’s clinic after several months. This was the room, his father, Dr. Varma, used before his demise. It was the era before computers, and his prescription pad and pen were still kept on the table. A garlanded picture of his Dad adorned the wall behind the chair. Dr. Varma was known for … Continue reading His father’s clinic
“Hey, there!” The voice was unmistakably familiar, but the sight alien. I had forgotten to close the window, before going to bed. Has a rocket or missile entered my garden? I could barely move my limbs or lips, but I wanted to say, “Hey, whoever-you-are, Mr. Alien! Stay for some time, as my son would … Continue reading The Space Ride
This picture from our honeymoon album is just so perfect. We kept looking dreamily at the horizon with its magnificent colors, unmindful of the hard rocks beneath. We believed that love would conquer all difficulties. Darkness spread its tentacles into our life, soon. Jack suffered from a congenital health problem, and could not work. I … Continue reading The Full Moon
He looked at the shadows of his past through the door. The wooden benches and antique pillar did not belong to this age, but told a compelling story. The sight of people beyond that door was familiar, though the language they spoke was alien. He tightened his grip on the globe, where he had perched … Continue reading Passage through Time
