How Blue Is My Sapphire?

(Note: I wrote this story two years back. It found it again when I was clearing clutter from my mail.) The feeling of Déjà vu crept in. The subtle essence of the pot pourri captivated my senses. The antiquity spread across the grand hall, the Swarovski chandelier, the rustic gramophone, the ebony wood staircase leading... Continue Reading →


The God Tribe

"Not everyone is fortunate enough to be accepted by the storm," he explained. "Those unfortunate souls we leave by the river to let their sins be washed." "So you mean to say, if someone is blown away by the storm it is good?" I asked. I had been studying tribes, when I came across the... Continue Reading →

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