This is Paundraka, no ordinary buffalo… Where does it come from? Lord Yama, the God of Death rides it as a vehicle. It starts moving when a human is born, and takes a lifetime to reach the person. Then, why not a turtle? Buffaloes signify ignorance, and that is how a major part of the … Continue reading Paundraka
Turn off all the lights. Do not document barbarism, or give it a place in history. Destroy all records of past enmity induced by colonialist rulers who walked away after leaving nations to consume themselves. Let future generations not know what happened before. Silence the souls that cry for revenge. Invite them to participate in … Continue reading Obliteration
She appears to be in love with her words as she utters them. Maybe, it’s the glorious images those words conjure in her mind – her pristine superiority, pictures of herself and her loved ones ruling the world with an opinionated hand. It’s no joke, but a narcissist mind at work. I’m a criminal because … Continue reading Presence
She appears to be in love with her words as she utters them. Maybe, it’s the glorious images those words conjure in her mind – her pristine superiority, pictures of herself and her loved ones ruling the world with an opinionated hand. It’s no joke, but a narcissist mind at work. I’m a criminal because … Continue reading Narcissist
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
One step forward, two backward but hundred go downit feels more like quicksand than slippery ground.Memories charm, but dizzy giant wheelsdim clear vision on many rounds.Perspectives change; so do storiesI tell myself without sound. When the sky is clear, yet it begins to rainI dial a fairy, am accosted by a gnomePassengers keep boarding; leaving … Continue reading In search of Home
What is it that makes us such a voyeur – peeping through a window, opening a sealed envelope addressed to someone else, checking another’s phone, reading a biography, clicking pictures surreptitiously? What makes us feel so empty inside that we need to fill up the space with bits and bytes from other lives? A celebrity … Continue reading Voyeurism
Did I anticipate where we would reach today – pinned to spots where we are politically pitted against each other? Perhaps, yes … a meeting that started over bitter tea and burnt toast led to a relationship where we accepted each other unconditionally. I felt the sting of tears in my hard-core eyes for the … Continue reading Politically Correct
A resolute expression belies the frailty of her small frame. Lines etched deep on her face hold the key to untold stories. She remains an enigma to the village, after spending more than a year here. She prefers keeping to herself. The tightly shut doors crack a little, when she attacks a hooligan to protect … Continue reading Subject of a story
The history of flights taken by my owner is testimony to my contribution. I lament my irrelevance floating in the air, or grounded – close enough to be gobbled up by a curious kitten or puppy. Did the bird support me, or I supported her? Whistling winds and blue skies cast an inviting glance, but … Continue reading Wish
