A world of words, stories and reflections
The icebox clattered in the night He stood there in plain sight I wondered why, does he hold a lantern, He replied, “Girl, I couldn’t find the cinnamon!” But darling why do you need a spice, Remember, you are as dead as ice. But sweetheart, they never found my body… ‘cause I threw it down... Continue Reading →
(with no offense meant to the canine)Lockdown days have pushed me back into my favorite place - the balcony. I start my mornings with an unhazed view of the sunrise and soak in a little bit of vitamin D which my Doc says I am completely drained off. From the balcony, I have a view...... Continue Reading →
Don’t know whether I should call it ironical or coincidental that the much celebrated month of March highlighting Women’s Day closes with the onset of April Fool’s Day! Welcome to the mayhem in my mind regarding Women’s Liberation and the Modern Indian Women. Trust me when I say, I was the atypical feminist all set... Continue Reading →
“The exodus happened many years ago, somewhere around 2050. The last of the generation actually went berserk... mm, crazy. They kept asking for something that sounded very dangerous.” said the GUIDE. Ray smiled at the word thrown-up on the screen. He had just placed his Tech Snap Device in front of the mural and the... Continue Reading →
Theme: Abstract Prompt: Time Bedtime Story It is always in the dead silence of the night that I hear... footsteps. Not booted, not stilettos, and not even the skitter-scatter. It is just an effortless climb of light footsteps which is always followed by a gong and screech. This must be it. The thing they all... Continue Reading →
“Save Our Cows. Vote for Pradhaan Peoples Party!” Manohar shouted through the bhopu (mega-phone) sitting in the autorikshaw. The vehicle had just reached the local water tap and stopped. It was 1:00 p.m. “Time Up” he said to his companions who immediately changed the scarf and caps they were wearing. The driver got off and... Continue Reading →
Alas, it's morning again! And it already feels like afternoon. The adrenaline rush of yesterday's FIFA quarter finals between Russia and Croatia has long worn off and while the primal male and his offspring continue to sprawl on the bed with a roar and a snore, I on the other hand have been sitting upright... Continue Reading →
Recently a poet friend who also works in the field of mental health and welfare (check - http://www.poetsin.com) came up with the idea of #tenminutesfreethought and all of us associated wrote something or else. The idea was to set the timer for ten minutes and just jot down whatever thoughts come into your head. Many... Continue Reading →
I entered the metro women’s coupe from Hauz Khas and the one thing that caught my eye was big rustic brown leather bag. “What is it with Women & Bags?” The way with which the lady carried her bag, showed that this was her prize possession. Even though it was a Sunday yet the coupe... Continue Reading →
Through The Coloured Glass 