Night of horror

It was a night to remember, much more than a campfire in the countryside. Our friend’s father had ensured a full-on traditional celebration for her birthday party. I don’t know how banned drugs made an appearance, and soon the party was going from whacky to wild to uncontrollable. And then, the unspeakable crime happened. The … Continue reading Night of horror

Going back

“Haven’t we done this before?” The look in her eyes was defiant. “What? Driving me round the bend?” “Why doesn’t the message go through your thick head that you cannot dominate or manipulate me?” “Is that the way you talk to your father?” “Well… you know better.” His entire life floated in front of his … Continue reading Going back

Forward Movement

It was their first performance, and life would never be the same again. She did the Power Pose, Bhramari Pranayam (yogic method to clarify thought) and a quick reverse reading to forget all that had gone by, before she delivered her best on stage. It was not easy to forget all that she had left … Continue reading Forward Movement

Selling pain

Her autobiography is being published long after the star is dead. Somehow, she could not muster the courage to expose her wounds to the world. Celebrityhood imposes certain expectations - of always looking flawless, born privileged and made of stardust. She was made of blazing sun rays, not stardust. The fire had burnt non-stop to … Continue reading Selling pain

Mysterious Apple

The strangest thing happened as I walked into the theme park.  A larger-than-life apple was placed on the pathway. It looked like a replica or sculpture, so I clicked some pictures, and moved ahead. I stopped on hearing strange sounds emanating from my phone. “Release me. You have no rights to hold me captive. Aaaahhhh….” … Continue reading Mysterious Apple

Conversations #writephoto

Don’t just hang around there, light up the world! The darkness in spirits needs you. I move, I watch you moving and grow at the same time. I control the tides, but live on borrowed light.  Then, maybe our Master is the same…. But his horses straddle across the sky without looking down… Who can … Continue reading Conversations #writephoto

Reading signals

It seemed like a plum career opportunity at that time, but the rogue boss spoilt it all. Why is my partner not what s/he showed promise of being, when we were dating? The quality is low grade, these Chinese goods don’t last long. I hope the same for corona virus, that it doesn’t last long, … Continue reading Reading signals

Authenticity

“Try and think of times when you were not wearing a mask.” “Quite a few….” “In whose company and where were you? Can you recall?” “Yes, vividly…” “That is the place you can truly call home. The rest of your life has not been authentic. It doesn’t matter how many books you have written or … Continue reading Authenticity

Where is There?

"There was a stage I wanted to be in your place, and then I didn't". We were meeting after twenty years. "Are you sure I am wherever you think I am?" "Well, that's something to ponder about. A lot passes through us in two decades, and our claim to know each other may be hollow." … Continue reading Where is There?

Sepia Tints

“I don’t know how many spirits have stopped by, or lived here in the last few years. It feels criminal to disturb their abode.” “You cannot build a new structure, without pulling this one down. See what a grand plan I have for our new home, ” he held the architect’s blueprints in his hand … Continue reading Sepia Tints