Nowhere

Bridges are fascinatingespeciallywhen they lead nowhereit makes me curiousabout the charms of nowhereand underestimate the groundthat feels trampled beneath my feetwhy is it so defiant? Bridges are addictiveThey impart a sense of achievementof having crossed chasms or oceanswhen all that lies belowIs deceptionIt makes me feel worthwhileAt least for a while Bridges are neededto connect … Continue reading Nowhere

Blinding sun

I emerged from a cave and discovered sunlight today. Was I born in that place, or made to believe so? Did I really think there’s no life outside, or was I happy in victimhood? Life’s easy when you can blame everything on others, not once thinking what you would do if you were free … … Continue reading Blinding sun

Choice in times of dictatorship

Screens ask me to proveI’m humanI’m tempted to say I’m notand see what happensWill the computer be extra friendlyWill I be more acceptableacross boundaries? It’s not only Google Searchhumans complete my sentencesImposing their views on whatI’d just begun to say-predictive intelligencehelps machines create systemsin a vacuumchoice in the time of dictatorship expression in times of … Continue reading Choice in times of dictatorship

Angel Investors

“What is the investment you are looking at?” “Fifteen thousand dollars.” “And what kind of capital will you bring in?” “Innovative ideas and patent rights.” “That’s sunk capital. Talking about the future, the only hallmark of your trust in the idea is the money you’re willing to invest. You need to have skin in the … Continue reading Angel Investors

Lurking around

Bella barked furiously, as simultaneously, a knock rapped at the front door. Bella possessed an unusual degree of sensitivity to doorbells, knocks, elevator sound, and she responded before the event actually happened. Maybe it’s unusual to humans, but usual to dogs. Her bark was different this time around, displaying eagerness to accost the person outside. … Continue reading Lurking around

Ode to the book on the mantelpiece

It looks defiant on the mantel below the TV screenupright even when uncouth speakers pour venomon an ideology the author stands byIt refuses to bow or soften its stance.The reader smiles; that’s the advantage of a hard copyIt cannot be modified or deletedNobody can over-write facts to make them fictionNot even the hardcore fascists it … Continue reading Ode to the book on the mantelpiece

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #296

Welcome to another week! PROMPT #296 A phrase by Arundhati Roy (winner of the Booker Prize for fiction in 1997) caught my attention – Fiction in the time of fake news. I coined a few of my own inspired by it. Letters in the time of instant messaging Books in the time of apps Lies … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #296

Dawn

“I was ‘born to the manor’ as you like to say, and the accident of birth has always overshadowed my efforts. I can’t call them achievements though, not yet. I don’t deny the privilege for I did not know where all that I took for granted was coming from.” The superstar’s son is awarded the … Continue reading Dawn