I’ll spend my life climbing those stairs and never reach the top. I’ll read each word, each alphabet and each character on those stairs and ask them if they are self-made or compelled to be stepping stones for others. I’ll scan the steps for the footprints of readers to see if there was a mutual … Continue reading Pages
I fiercely protect this invisible wall in my house. Walls are meant to divide and protect; this one unifies me with the purpose of my existence. Gilt-edged dreams hang on nails made of clouds and bits of sky. Frames shape-shift to accommodate my versatility. I protect it to keep judgmental minds, unsolicited advisors and critics … Continue reading The Secret Wall
It feels like an achievement today. Struck by insomnia, I’ve been staring at the night sky for ages. My unanswered questions keep bouncing back; not even a shade alters - as dead as the birthday blessings I received in childhood, holding visions of a bright future. I’m hearing this song for the first time: “Count … Continue reading Starry Skies
April saw examination halls buzzing with tension An eerie silence tells me schedules have changed. There is a new class starting somewhere, only to break again for the summer vacay. It is time to pause. It is time to plan the future. It is time to break trends and take off at a tangent. April … Continue reading April
I locked the past and threw away the key. Some other people came looking for it to extend and exploit history. They reinvented me, but this version (past + imagined) has nothing to do with the real me. I look at the image in the mirror which is not mine. The key has again landed … Continue reading Fiction
Raised to the power of something …. gives ideas of exponential growth. It is about reaching a place beyond what we imagined possible. The superscript gains credence with the limitations of our thought - just a character elevated to a place it was destined to be. I look at Instagram pictures of my friends in … Continue reading Superscript or subscript
FOR SALE – Baby shoes – never worn. Perspectives change in a flash. A new story is born. My family never accepted me as I was, and I failed to become what they would like me to be. This story of guilt and conflict is a rendition that blocks forward movement and offers no solution. … Continue reading Narratives
“A formidable opposition leader is arrested, but some drastic action was expected anyway.” “What makes you say so?” “The majority party has been caught on the wrong foot with a Supreme Court judgment about a scam to extort donations from the vulnerable. They will not let all the election preparation, publicity campaigns, hero-worship, some genuine … Continue reading Blow by Blow
I’m accosted by an unusual sight of a figure dancing in captivity. The shackles are not a limitation as he draws unusual shapes in the air and creates music with his bonds. He says you cannot ensnare the mind with its unlimited powers. He is happy to have met himself in the dark enclosure. But … Continue reading Divine Dance
What happened to those who stayed home gazing at the roof while travellers cut through mountain passes to blaze stories? Perspectives changed on both sides. They were re-imagining and painting the world with a pen, brush, hoofs or wheels. The Earth sunk in with the burden of some more stories as wheels rode over it. … Continue reading Sinking earth
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