It’s funny, I guess, how we can never find out if this is the last time we are meeting someone. It’s not just funny, it’s something saddening too. You know what else gives you that same ambivalent feeling? Your electricity bill. You’d be surprised, even stuck, by how bad it is, and wonder if it …
So there are three siblings, two sisters and a brother. The elder sister is two years older than the brother, followed by the younger sister, who is one year younger than the brother. All of them are grown-ups now. There you will have the eldest sister standing in front of the window, looking over at …
When she plays hopscotch outside the house, she likes all her five-year-old friends to be with her. She also wants her grandmother to sit across the road. Just sit, doing nothing. Nothing but watching her. Nothing but sitting and looking at her from time to time. That is what she wants. This is one of …
There is a small mirror in each person’s pocket. You can always gaze into it in case you ever forget who you are, who you are supposed to be, or how you are meant to talk and walk. It will dictate who to become. Thus, at every second, you can act precisely according to its …
To the woman who held my whole world without me ever expressing! The particular cruelty in the way grief arrives is weird — it doesn’t come as a single wound but as a million ordinary moments that somehow suddenly have no where to land.The food that sits uneaten because the one who used to make …
A jar full of candies. Wishes half-boiled on medium heat. Hearts exchanged at parallel positions during midnight. A lottery won on a fluke. Answers to the lost questions in the desert. Winds blowing in the desired direction. Seasons arranging in the coveted order. Miseries falling like dominoes. Views shifting as per the desires. Life happening …
Some people are not meant to be a juggler, while there are some who live their lives as a master of all skills. Some not defining the worth of anything, and others carrying the abundance of everything within them. The strong, roaring waves of a beach strike the rocks with a bang, but the silence …
He is looking for a key. He does remember its design, silver in color, rusted. He remembers how sometimes he really had to twist it with force to open the lock. Right now, he is in search of that key, because he has a box to be opened. And it won’t be wrong to say …
He was home on time. When he reached home, it was all dark, the lights were all off, and it was dimly lit by the streetlights and the neighbours lights. So the first thing he did was switch on all the lights and put his bag down, but then he immediately turned them off. Then …
Not all five fingers are of the same length, and even though I had never believed in palm reading, when I read some scientific evidence, my belief was affirmed that it is not in the lines of the hands at all. What really is on the hand is the dirt. For some people, money really …