I am.

  I am so much more than just a broken heart.   I’m the fire that urges you to make something out of your life. I’m the rage you feel when you see dishonesty. I’m the pain that stops you from breathing. I’m fire. I’m rage. I’m pain.   I’m the passion that stirs yourContinue reading “I am.”

Hope.

What keeps you going on the less happy days? What keeps you from letting one night turn into yet another morning? What pushes you to breathe one more time even though it pains every time? The belief in God – whatever your religion may be, wherever your faith lies? Or is it destiny? Or karmaContinue reading “Hope.”

Life Notes #13.

The last life note that I wrote had to do with my entry into public speaking, with me emceeing for one of our corporate events. This one has to do with public speaking too but this time I am putting a lot of other people on the stage, wanting them to enjoy the stage justContinue reading “Life Notes #13.”

Sea.

Guide to reading : Below are, not one but, three completely unrelated short stories all bound by the one word ~ “Sea”. He walked towards the seas. Stretched far across till where his eyes could see, only blues greeted him, shimmering in different shades from azure to teal to royal blue with hints of cyan andContinue reading “Sea.”

The Hope?

Contd from… He sent his father away for breakfast. It was ticking 10 AM. She would be coming over  any time to the shop now. And there she was, clad in a sari, hiding all possible parts with the six yards of cloth. She had a beautiful body, one she should have been flaunting hadContinue reading “The Hope?”

The Ideal?

Her eyes teared up as she wrote another long, lying letter to her mother. A letter which would give away nothing of what was happening to her, which killed her bit by bit from guilt every time she thought of her mother. Her mother had always been her best friend. She still was. But thisContinue reading “The Ideal?”

The Caged Freedom.

Staring at the vast blue skies, I sit, My wings never even opening, The clouds call me out towards, To frolick around in the vapours, I sigh. I wish I was the gazelle, Leaping about free and unbound, Instead I am the caged bird of paradise, To be lavished upon with praises, children and parents’Continue reading “The Caged Freedom.”

Black and White.

Some say the world is black and white. Some say the world is grey. Which is the truth? Which a perspective? Or is truth itself just a perspective?   To him the world was white and black, The greys he’d announced as sins, To empathise with others he’d given up, Sympathies he wanted abound. HeContinue reading “Black and White.”

Happy anniversary, indeed!

The last piece of cake was smeared on his face! “Twenty years of marriage! What’s the secret?” asked a colleague in jest! “You agree more than you disagree. And you learn to shut up!” Sameer replied at once. “At least there’s someone who can shut Sameer up,” they joked! Only they didn’t know it was aContinue reading “Happy anniversary, indeed!”

The Rebel’s Wife (2)

For all those who’ve been wanting more, specially the female who asked me at least thrice in the past week ~ here’s the rest of “The Rebel’s Wife“: “Your father didn’t die in a road accident. Your father was killed on the road. The road was our home. We lost our house. We lost our land.Continue reading “The Rebel’s Wife (2)”