Where does the artist go?

“How could I have imagined what was going on in that pretty head of hers?”, he was distraught by the separation. “Imagination takes you everywhere. Add the sleight of an artist’s hand to it.” “And create (un)reality, which the object you fancy cannot live up to. It adds up to the same thing-disappointment.”   Three … Continue reading Where does the artist go?

Deja Vu

The place had a distinct déjà vu feel to it. The green foliage was missing, and the flowing stream of water replaced by blue specks. The plane crash had left him stranded, and the only option was to wait for rescue. He suddenly recalled that painting. It had made him rich overnight. He hoped that … Continue reading Deja Vu

Seashore Palms

“The good life I once had floated away. Its remnants on the shore won’t let me start a new life. The salinity of experience does not allow.” Elaine was refusing an offer to set up an offshore branch of a large business firm. She was brilliant and well-qualified, but broken by vicissitudes of life. “Plants … Continue reading Seashore Palms

Blades

“Putting in extra effort is a sign of weakness … like those serrated blades in the fan. Those are not needed to cut through air.” “You never know. The air is thick with conspiracy and there is no temperature control.” “ wonder what all it cuts ….” “Cuts? Icy indifference and combustible temperaments can damage … Continue reading Blades

Being loved

Grotesqueness overpowers goodwill. My affectionate gestures are spurned, as people move away from me. I don’t know how Little Jamie finds me interesting. He knows a little about dinosaurs, and explores the uneven contours of my body to add to his meagre knowledge. He speaks to me for hours, tells me about his teachers and … Continue reading Being loved

Wastrel? No….

I received an unexpected call from one of my schoolmates. “My daughter and son-in-law are passing through your city, and are new to the place. They might call you if they need something.” “Sure”, I muttered through my breath, “they are welcome anytime.” My head was buzzing – a married daughter? He was not old … Continue reading Wastrel? No….

Unmoved

His smile was like some kind of magic. It reminded me of Linda Goodman’s description of a particular zodiac sign. They just have to say, ‘Pass the pickles please’ with a smile, and the pickle-passer is soon palpitating with interest. Anyway, I’ve learnt to decipher the intentions of people now. Smiles and words need to … Continue reading Unmoved

Holiday Resorts

The lantern fish was holding a seminar for other species. “The bottom of the ocean has a temperature of minus 28 degree Fahrenheit, and you need to learn to survive it. We teach you another sport – use your lower pectoral fins as legs to walk on the bottom of the ocean, and explore it … Continue reading Holiday Resorts

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 34

We are coming back to the use of metaphor to describe a concept or life, this week. John Elton’s “A Candle in the Wind” has been immortalized for posterity. There is another interesting poem by William Blake, where he philosophizes on life, on seeing a fly. Have you ever been inspired to think of a … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 34