Search for Truth

I don’t like museums. They only whet appetite, but don’t take me closer to the truth. I don’t know if the writers hired to write lengthy descriptions are historians, or just good content-writers. Travel guides gain expertise in the art of storytelling. I unpeel layers of a story cooked up in an ancient pan, written … Continue reading Search for Truth

Narcissus

The dog walked away with his own shadow. He had never seen loyalty and devotion of this magnitude. The ‘hoomans’ had just never given it to him. After an initial phase of protest, demanding attention and subsequent disappointment – he had learnt to be happy with his fate. They were certainly good providers, and their … Continue reading Narcissus

Demons

How can my muse be apart from me? It is all that I’d like to be. It could also be the exact antithesis of that, I so love to whip. But the relativity is unmistakable. I may not have the courage to admit it’s me. Something or someone that once walked on the territory of … Continue reading Demons