Under wraps

“I’m sorry, he’s gone.” The monster with steel grey eyes and a white beard covers it with a sheet. “Keep it under wraps. The elections are just a month away.” “Who killed him?” A third voice joins the melee. It was Truth, I think silently. Outwardly, I say that the culprit is yet to be … Continue reading Under wraps

Copywriting

How far would you travel in search of an isolated beach? Would you travel across states, countries, continents or more? Nothing beats the pleasure of finding a destination untouched by commerce and crowds. You revel in the bliss under the blue sky and hear the waves crashing against the shore. So what if you can’t … Continue reading Copywriting

The Leak

In the heart of the nation’s nerve centre, where shadows whispered secrets and corridors held echoes of classified discussions, a single USB drive changed everything. Brigadier Aryan stumbled upon a confidential file that could ignite wars or dismantle alliances. His trembling fingers inserted the drive into his laptop. The screen flickered, revealing encrypted codes, satellite … Continue reading The Leak

Two Peahens in a Lavish Lounge

In a lavish lounge adorned with gilded mirrors and crystal chandeliers, two peahens perched on high stools engaged in an animated conversation. Elara, her silvery feathers shimmering under the soft glow, leaned in, her eyes wide with curiosity. “Selene,” she whispered, “what do you think of this opulence? It’s unlike anything we’ve seen in our … Continue reading Two Peahens in a Lavish Lounge

Fuzzy places

What’s in a name? Everything. It’s my identity. It is how people know me. I revisit the above thought process whenever I’m unable to recall a person's name. The memory of the face and expressions and how that person made me feel is vivid. We assimilate the world in images, not in words. I’m happy … Continue reading Fuzzy places

Whose game is it?

Sania’s indignation is visible more in her red eyes and tight fists, rather than in her broken words, “I did not expect this from you.” “You expected me to keep giving without taking care of my own needs first,” Anju’s response is cold. “For years, I gave in to the wishes of the family, and … Continue reading Whose game is it?

Incidentally…

Whoever put the flowers there did not know he would define a turn in a life story. I woke up late after ringing in a birthday and rushed to work without peeping in the backyard. The sender of the flowers took offence at not receiving a timely response, and I lost a job opportunity. He … Continue reading Incidentally…

The Rant

“Whenever you call but receive no response, think of the negativity or indifference you sent their way. It is caught in subliminal spaces between the neural pathways in the receiver’s brain and decides to act up when your name is called. Don’t complain when you pride yourself on being Super Star of the Malicious Show … Continue reading The Rant

Disclaimer on Dreams

“I wonder how they interpret data on the internet of the mind, translate it into images, weave a new story and make me feel as if I’m living it out.” “Which tool are you mentioning?” “An inbuilt mechanism we all have had since times immemorial, long before the advent of technology. It is the power … Continue reading Disclaimer on Dreams

The saga never ends

“Was whatever Julia said so offensive that you cut off the relationship?” “Well, it’s never one thing, but a series of offending incidents where one leads to another, but then something happens to become the last straw on the seemingly friendly back, and the first nail in the coffin of an association.” “Do you feel … Continue reading The saga never ends