How I wish he had died sooner! The old man suffers from the onset of dementia, and is hardly connected to the world outside. All old memories are fiercely alive, and his retelling of tales sometimes embarrasses people in his vicinity. The layers of tact and diplomacy and social intelligence have worn off, long ago. … Continue reading Life is Cruel
“Mom, this keyboard is difficult to operate. I don’t find all the keys I need. “Let me explain this. The design you see here is the QWERTY board. This was designed to prevent jamming of keys in the old manual typewriters. My Dad owned one, and we often soiled our hands with the black typing … Continue reading Redefining tech
Footwear was an obsession, and she was known as the modern Imelda Marcos amongst her friends. She wore a stylish pair today, but mishaps awaited. A ball came flying her way before she entered her friend’s house, she bent down to dodge it and fell flat on her face. She first saw stars in daylight … Continue reading Meaning of life 🙂
“I would like to hire you as a muse for my next novel.” “I’m game. What am I supposed to do? I have no reservations about doing anything.” “That is exactly why I chose you. My story will take unprecedented turns to enlighten the world.” “It is unfortunate, that I need a medium for that. … Continue reading Storytelling
Harvey is a best-selling author who never reads his own books. The interviewer looks perplexed in this episode of his show “Straight Talk with Genius Minds”. “Sir, do you never feel the need to review what you wrote?” “No, I simplify things as much as possible for the new age readers. But that is not … Continue reading Complexity
“I hope my son is able to repay the student loan.” The mother prays, so does the banker. life develops in dark spaces between colors of hope “Congratulations, buddy! You deserved it, after all the midnight oil burnt.” sleepless nights dotted with nightmares in waking eyes I crawled through life in tunnels of uncertainty emerged … Continue reading Floating Stories
The sleuth had never read a whole book in many years, and this was a series. But it held important clues to the investigation into the dead man’s life. He took time to read a little every day, till he started seeing shadows of his own self on the pages. Who was this abandoned child … Continue reading Diaries
It is not a safe hour for a woman to be walking alone. Perhaps, she worked in graveyard shifts, and is used to the shadowy figures lurking outside. I am curious, but resist the temptation of talking. She is busy with her phone. I see her gesticulating wildly, asking me to get out. I do … Continue reading Flash of a second
She looked out of the window with empty eyes, and wished she did not have to be here. They were family, but talked of inane things she had no interest in, day and day out. The terrifying fact was that the incessant twaddle was draining her. The sameness of the mind-sets and the shallowness of … Continue reading In other words, twaddle
Liz was my nanny. She was also the mother I wished to have. She ensured that I did not hear the arguments between my parents. She honed my multifarious talents, by encouraging me to try new activities. Years later, I learnt that Liz was herself the victim of domestic violence. But she never let us … Continue reading Veiled impact
