Category: #Blog
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Germ
Ah! Little germ! What have you made of us? A dread of mess; a bundle of frayed nerves Thinking of our loved ones, we’re naught but goose bumps Even as I watch your victims every nanosecond slump What strange times we’ve today entered For you’ve quickly got everything overpowered Where…
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Two Rivers…
River 1: I hope we meet someday…somewhere…but god knows when and where!!! River 2: Yes… united we started, grew together and darted out of the valleys and hillocks, seeking open seas but what’s this separation in between? Unfathomable! River 1: It was done for the benefit of the people, provide…
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The Encounter
Aditya settled himself in the VIP lounge, with a cup of coffee and snacks, observing everything around with keen interest when he saw a bespectacled lady turning around, at the counter. He had an eye for the opposite sex, even at an age, as in the mid-forties and at a…
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We Defy…We Follow (#A Father’s Day Blog)
“See, I got a cup. You’ve got so many cups na? Now, I got mine”, declared my 6 year old daughter solemnly, with a serious demeanour, holding up the memento she’d received, emphatically challenging her dad. Recently she was also awarded a ‘Star of the Week’ certificate in her school,…
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The Unexpected Surprise (#Short Story)
She went about her regular chores with unusual quietness. It was her birthday but the day held nothing special. Who would bother about birthdays of an insignificant person as she? “Come back. We’ve some guests in the evening. I need your help.”, Memsahib addressed. She nodded sombrely. Memsahib usually…
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The Power Within Oneself (#100WordStory)
Emotional abuse had battered her spirits. Ages passed away in pain, seeking light, with no hope of restoration ever. “Train your mind to see the good in everything”, some advised. Clearly, that’d be a mistake, since then you’d leave the door open and tip the evil to rise. “Train yourself…
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An Adventure Called Life (#100WordStory)
“Underestimate me at your own risk, it’ll be fun; The game’s always on…”, would invariably, be her silent scream. They called her disabled, repulsive, dependent and just how wrong they could be. Severe congenital limb deformities and speech apraxia made her obnoxious. Mother, ashamed of her existence, broke away, abandoning…
Affinity and Moods 