The path is smooth; yet we stopfrown with a sideways glanceI don't want to say it, but you knowthe bugbear is the past frown with a sideways glanceWhat lies in the mistthe bugbear is the pastI can't shed it; I feel low What lies in the mistThe path is smooth; yet we stopI can't shed … Continue reading The BugBear
One day, the Aspirant stumbled upon the ugliest secret of success. It made him want to abandon his aspirations. Nobody needed his strengths because it made them feel insecure. The people at the top of every pyramid reached there by trading on weaknesses. It is easier to blackmail someone into unquestioning obedience in return for … Continue reading Ugliest Secret of Success
Shall I call it synchronicity? I attended a session on Ubuntu and read up on the forgiveness that came to light in 1990 when South Africa saw a transition in political power. We celebrate the 80th Independence Day in India, but political opposites are clawing at each other on the streets and on screens. And … Continue reading Felicity
There’s no going back to wonder why it did not happen once you realise that it has not happened, and it’s final. There’s no point in missing out on the cornucopia that comes only with acceptance. Weekend Writing Prompt #480
The immeasurable offers an escape from targets. The abstract allows entry into a world of subjective interpretation. Infinity is the defeat of the finite. Eternity of the soul beats Death. It leaves us at the intersection of beliefs and life. Weekend Writing Prompt #477
Dawn was just breaking. She stared at the path ahead, wondering if she will make it to the other end. The anklets gradually gave way as she walked. Other worlds awaited her raw beauty and talent that needed some polish. Brava! What emerged from the simple exterior was stunning. Perhaps she was not aware of … Continue reading I don’t miss myself
It’s not easy to choose between black and white. They make the choice infinitely more difficult by opening up a spectrum of colours in between, placed over an ambiguous grey sky. I decide to place the clouds in the bath, and the rainbow in my wardrobe. “Dissolve yourself in ether. You need to be the … Continue reading Rainbow Lyrics
Her best friend was the window, because it gave her glimpses of the outside world. And she was naïve enough to believe that people walking down the street in colourful outfits with different expressions constituted the world. The helicopter that pulled her out of the window was maligned as the villain. The pilot dragged her … Continue reading MYOPIA
I let goof cherished dreams-I’m not the same meI was a memory ago Weekend Writing Prompt #469
Whispers ignite in hidden halls,sparks of dissent gather,a thunderstorm swelling in the ranks. No lightning of tyranny can silence this roarvoices surge, speaking the truthfracturing chains,rolling over the soil of fear. Autocracy trembles, its fortress undone,as rebellion rains justice,storming toward dawn,where freedom breathes;humanity wins Weekend Writing Party #468
