I log out of appshide the TV remotewhile someone, somewheresings an elegy to logic or fair playgroundsto get clicks or clapsto generate outrage I sacrifice my sentienceTo preserve senselet the music go onlet the insane dance Quadrille #259
She stubbornly refused to let the kids go out. She insisted they were allergic to sunlight. “You’ve returned after decades. Only I know how I’ve raised them.” He couldn’t gather the courage to talk about his amnesia. He did not recall having a family, but was learning to accept them. He often wondered what made … Continue reading Overlaps
Slogans are designed to make an emotional appeal. The slogans I heard in my student days reverberated in my mind for decades, especially the one that said: “Justice Delayed, Justice Denied.” I look back at the events in life and feel that certain things happened, but not at the right time. The power that wrote … Continue reading Going with the Flow
The spirituality of climbing up a mountain often overpowers the physical discomfort. I touch earth, yet am detached from the plains I have grown up on. I inch closer to the sky, and am compelled to shed rooted parts of myself that limited my view. I see the world in a totally different light. I … Continue reading A Point of No Return
“This is not disrespect for the institution, its past history or credibility”. The audience listened with bated breath. “The platform gains or loses sanctity with the speaker’s intent, and the platform has been defiled by someone’s act.” “You are making a grave allegation, son! And such words need to be backed up with sufficient and … Continue reading Sanctity
We built a structure with great care where each brick represented us. It had space for all our sanity, freedom and nationalism. We called it democracy. Somehow, a section of the population was getting uncomfortable as there was no space for large thrones and executioners. Some people watched them out of curiosity and got hypnotized … Continue reading There was No Alternative
It took a lifetime to build a coffin and inscribe a language on it. I’m not sure if the future will be able to decipher it. But this is my version of my personal history as I'd like others to see it. Others are free to add their own versions. I will have no control … Continue reading Funeral Planning
Anna felt like a free person, walking barefoot on the sand. The waves washed her feet and the footprints she left behind in time. Then, suddenly, a high tide of memories would encapsulate her in the existence she left behind. She had lived in terror. She feared that at any moment someone would yell at … Continue reading Pulled Back
Life is movement, but life is not always progress. We do slip back and catch up. What was unfathomable for me is life coming to a grinding halt, and it’s not death. These gasps, these moments of stillness, were not accounted for in my life goals. A change of geography and culture taught me how … Continue reading Impending
Is there a de-addiction program for people to detach from a residence, city, country or partner? I will miss the traffic jams, the caution against fraudsters, the extreme climate, the great food, and, not to mention, the easy camaraderie with strangers. A new place offers career growth and wealth opportunities, but the cold climes will … Continue reading Migration
