Branches

The Sixarians are an interesting bunch of people - intellectuals with distinctly different styles of writing, drawing inspiration from different feeds across the world, who come together to share ideas when Denise hosts her weekly event. Are they branches of the same tree? Not really, they are roots, branches and leaves who combine to make … Continue reading Branches

Too Late

“You don’t like me because I’m not like you. Take time to understand that I’m different, because I’ve invested a lot of time and effort in being so, in giving a structure to my life that helps in nurturing my own dreams.” Tears well up in my eyes, obstructing further reading of the note. Only … Continue reading Too Late

Twins

We’ve always been here, seeing each other, communicating in deemed interactions –where words are exchanged but understanding is zero. It’s like a transparent film separates us, but also serves as a string that does not let us drift too far apart. Born to the same parents, the manner in which we absorbed the same reality … Continue reading Twins

Hallowed Circles

Jamie wonders if the office will miss him, as he walks out after quitting his sixth job. It was not very long ago, when the Chief’s voice was singing his praise in the corridor, loud enough for everyone to hear. He was hailed for his efficiency and delivery against targets. Today, they accepted his resignation … Continue reading Hallowed Circles

Threads and Layers

“Don’t use drugs to numb an entire generation. We need them to execute our plans. We need that one ideology, one common thread that binds them together to spark a revolution that overthrows existing power centers.” “I beg to differ”, he lights up a pipe which holds something other than tobacco, “they need to be … Continue reading Threads and Layers

Projection

“Neurotic projection was only a phrase for me, before I saw Manan practicing it regularly. I’m accused of things which are so evident in his own behavior - maybe it relieves him of guilt or inadequacy, but it’s getting completely intolerable,” I sense desperation in her message. Is she asking for professional help? Will it … Continue reading Projection

A day in life, not ended yet

A writer sends me stories of people with physical deformities who take to crime; he calls them ‘broken people’ who need salvation.  The news talks about the arrest of an unusually venomous guy who developed a huge Twitter following, and makes a living out of publishing vitriolic remarks on celebrities, and then getting paid to … Continue reading A day in life, not ended yet

Time to go

The loudest voices are the ones that speak a different language in different places. The camaraderie is unmistakable, as I see in the backslapping and guffawing. The superior lateral vision I’m born with (some people call it intuition), helps me see the passing empty look on faces as soon as another face turns away. The … Continue reading Time to go

Amoeba

“This is the kind of chase that both enthralls and perplexes me… the criminal is one of a kind who leaves no easy trail”, the lady police officer affectionately called Madam Sir, plonks herself in her chair. “You are in the hot seat, Madam Sir…. the Chief Minister has announced a prize of 5 million … Continue reading Amoeba

Drumrolls

Let the drum beats pierce eardrums, develop an anthem and get everybody singing it to proclaim alignment. Let not going with the majority feel like blasphemy. Songs replace divergent thought processes, and guilt compels them to put in extra effort. Show them images to incite anger or devotion, and watch some of them write corollaries … Continue reading Drumrolls