Untouched books crowded his shelves, shiny leather spines and faded first editions, meticulously dusted and never read. She wondered how long it had been, and what had happened in his life after she left. Those days and nights of reading, and long evenings of deep discussions were still fresh in her mind. She had become … Continue reading What was it?
A vision in pale yellow floated through the park. This is my new neighbour, Miss Daisy. I would’ve named her Sunflower though. As if on cue, she turned towards me and smiled. I guess I missed the acerbic expression in her eyes. “I heard some noise yesterday, and your house help sneaked in on the … Continue reading End of a dream
It has been six hours since we got lost.… We are playing a game for a TV show, buddy! Dan was irritated. But I don’t see the cameras following us… I think I heard the buzz of a drone. I’m on the verge of giving up… I can sense that. But, hey, look there … … Continue reading Next Show #writephoto
It was a night to remember, much more than a campfire in the countryside. Our friend’s father had ensured a full-on traditional celebration for her birthday party. I don’t know how banned drugs made an appearance, and soon the party was going from whacky to wild to uncontrollable. And then, the unspeakable crime happened. The … Continue reading Night of horror
“Haven’t we done this before?” The look in her eyes was defiant. “What? Driving me round the bend?” “Why doesn’t the message go through your thick head that you cannot dominate or manipulate me?” “Is that the way you talk to your father?” “Well… you know better.” His entire life floated in front of his … Continue reading Going back
It was their first performance, and life would never be the same again. She did the Power Pose, Bhramari Pranayam (yogic method to clarify thought) and a quick reverse reading to forget all that had gone by, before she delivered her best on stage. It was not easy to forget all that she had left … Continue reading Forward Movement
Her autobiography is being published long after the star is dead. Somehow, she could not muster the courage to expose her wounds to the world. Celebrityhood imposes certain expectations - of always looking flawless, born privileged and made of stardust. She was made of blazing sun rays, not stardust. The fire had burnt non-stop to … Continue reading Selling pain
The strangest thing happened today. My shadow walked away from me. It was shocking to say the least, but a deeper introspection revealed that we were perhaps tiring of each other. Sameness is not always a virtue. It tried to keep me entertained by changing size and shape, but was yearning for a separate identity. … Continue reading My Shadow
The strangest thing happened as I walked into the theme park. A larger-than-life apple was placed on the pathway. It looked like a replica or sculpture, so I clicked some pictures, and moved ahead. I stopped on hearing strange sounds emanating from my phone. “Release me. You have no rights to hold me captive. Aaaahhhh….” … Continue reading Mysterious Apple
Don’t just hang around there, light up the world! The darkness in spirits needs you. I move, I watch you moving and grow at the same time. I control the tides, but live on borrowed light. Then, maybe our Master is the same…. But his horses straddle across the sky without looking down… Who can … Continue reading Conversations #writephoto
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