6:00 p.m.: I am probing fresh vegetables at the local departmental store. There is a mad rush at the store with people jostling fellow customers that gives a feeling that today is the last day of this only departmental store in our locality, and so the most obvious thing to do is hoard, loot, and… Continue reading Chuckles Galore, Wisdom Ahoy!
A misty morning in the monsoon, and I stepped out of my apartment to begin my daily commute to work. Becky, the dog, rested peacefully at the stairs bidding me goodbye with her poignant eyes. She looked more tired than usual or was she ill; I didn’t know. I stroked her black hair, and rubbed… Continue reading The Black Beauty
A loved one long gone survives in our memories. Does the loved one ever actually go then? Is the loved one painfully present? Does that mean bygone never actually departs? If yes, the palpable emotion emanating from one would be happiness – happiness of never losing who are thought as lost. Is it always happiness?… Continue reading The Lowland
S had said, ‘In the end you will become an addict.’ Did I? Have I? Can I? Was I already? All questions seem to intersperse into one another and wander into the apartment at S.Terrace road – across seven seas where S holds it, turns its folios and gets soaked into it –this opium called… Continue reading Narcopolis
It’s the beginning of April. Mercury is rising high, and the summer has started scorching us already. Along with the heat, my window brings in gallons of dust that coats the books on the bookshelf resting right below it. Even though I like my books placed near the window, I am tired of the everyday… Continue reading From Dawn to Dusk
Meet Ishaan – two years old, but taller for his age, smiles like fresh morning glory, is a cleanliness-freak, and loves to cuddle and roll over on the bed! He has a world of his own. When taken to a park, Ishaan is not excited about the swings or the merry-go-rounds. He would rather squat… Continue reading The Tale of a Late Talker