The Last Battle

The Last Battle - Fury of the Feline

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Life is Like Tea in a Cup meant for Coffee

I am glad I am not an engineer or else the allegory would definitely be “Life is like Water in a Glass meant for Wine!” Isn’t it the truth that we all are in containers that may be not meant for us? A letter from a friend recently put me to thought - Why do …

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Jihad, Holy war or Trojan horse !

Stoic Prose

It’s been a long time since words like terrorism, bombings, jihad and infiltration were not part of the daily headlines. As we sift through words like jihad, al-Qaeda and ISIS in our daily dose of information, we expect news of bombings, suicide squads, gun-fire and destruction. It is almost as if these people have nothing else to do but to follow a chaotic agenda of spreading violence and terror.

I grew up with the legendary tales of Robin Hood, Asoka, Lord Ram, Akbar, and Shah Jahan and recited the poetry of Khayyam and Mirza Galibh. Their beautiful words had a resonating impact on me. I imagined them as a part of my ancestry. It never dawned or seemed important to me that Robin Hood was actually British, and that Akbar, whose chaste Urdu in times of grief and anger resembled my grandfather’s, did not even belong to me or my…

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Guilty as Charged!

The rucksack of guilt is extremely weighty today. Every corner of my body seems to have drained out.  Murder can be a tiresome job; especially if someone else has committed it. Sitting here in this box like cell, charged of my husband's murder, I wonder ... Was it really worth? So meticulously I planned everything, to …

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धूल बहुत थी।

I grew up in the small city of Dehradun. The influence of the town just rubs into your personality and no matter where you go you will always yearn for the little pleasures it yields. A mountain range to boast of, a canal flowing through the city, a forest, huge open bungalows, Mango and Litchi trees and my childhood...