Roses are red, violets are blue… She was not aware then, that a bouquet of red roses to propose marriage would lead to the onset of blues in her life. The vermilion on her forehead, glass bangles, and the bridal saree were all red. It is the colour of passion – a targeted passion that … Continue reading Vermilion red
Muddied boots tell us stories about the journey. There could be invisible germs in the dirt that must be washed away - truth contaminated by imposed versions. Autobiographies are often selective memories with a lot of amnesia. Let the storytellers go, let the dirt speak. Who deposited it there? Who did it meet and gel … Continue reading Is that an autobiography?
This is an AI-generated story. I reproduce verbatim 🙂 Neutron stars are the remnants of massive stars that have collapsed under their gravity. They are so dense that a teaspoon of their matter would weigh billions of tons. They are also so small that they can fit inside a city, but spin faster than a … Continue reading Neutron Stars – Pauli’s Exclusion Principle
“Would you like to take something with you?” It is a choice not offered to all. “A memory eraser.” “Granted. Let’s start moving.” They were moving rapidly through a dark corridor, and then a peaceful white light welcomed them. Thoughts have come to a standstill. There is no scope for memories – bitter, sweet or … Continue reading Beauty Beyond …
As the clock struck midnight, Clara found herself at the crossroads of life, torn between a cozy past and uncertainty of the future. The sounds of joyous laughter and clinking glasses only intensified the ache in her heart. Lost opportunities and shattered dreams haunted her, casting a shadow over the celebrations. With a heavy sigh, … Continue reading Breaking free
Brick by brick, history was built, but the builders did not know what were they doing. It’s so easy to construct a building as per the given plan. Who will inhabit it? What will be their place in the echelons of society? What kind of trails will they leave behind? Will anyone ever know the … Continue reading Brick by Brick
“Size does not make you superior”, sneered the window. “You give a very limited view. I give people an opportunity to walk in and out and discover things for themselves.” The door retorted. “Only if the property owner allows.” “Both of us are controlled.” “Then why are we arguing? We extend vision, and are indispensable.” … Continue reading Doors and windows
“Don’t trouble your pretty head about money …. I’m there to manage life for you”, is an oft-repeated remark Aurelia hears from her wonderful husband and is grateful for it. She is a chartered accountant who audits financial transactions of large corporations, but finds this domestic arrangement cosy. “I’ve been thrown out of the house, … Continue reading Educated, but dependent
I dream of a house with red brick walls with several windows, and a story behind each window. Who are these people calling out to me? And why me? I offer them a ladder to step out, but they are unable to see beyond the wall. Weeks later, I walk into an art exhibition with … Continue reading Behind the windows
“Speak a lie ten times, and people take it as the gospel truth, but it takes a lot of effort to craft and layer a series of lies to make it credible,” the coach is from the corporate world but is training a bunch of youngsters to enter the political arena. “… and you need … Continue reading Cascading stories
