A Luxurious Car took a sharp turn and stopped at Mumbai’s Khar Drive. A
serious looking man came out of the rear door. By dressing, He was looking
like a senior executive of some multinational company. Wearing a shining
black suit, well-polished shoes and costly rayban’s goggle covering his
eyes, He certainly became center of attraction for all. However, this area
use to accommodate many MNCs offices but very few people used to come to
this side of the street .Therefore, His coming was a genuine cause of
curiosity for the people.In our country, the most common …

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love.
To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle.
His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub. …

There’s nothing exciting about fireworks at night. Especially when
it’s trained in your general direction. Cameron Vidai kept his head
low & studied the shadows his attackers. Judging by their sizes, he
could tell how close they were…and they were getting closer every
time he looked.
He turned to check his ‘borrowed’ assault rifle. If only its previous
owner had had the grace to die quietly. The lung power of a dying man
never ceased to amaze him. It wasn’t a typical situation. Nothing is
typical about dealing with nuclear weapons. He had to keep his eyes on
his …

You stopped looking for me long back, but I am still in hope that someday you will come over asking for me. Someday you will look outside your window in search of me, but alas! my hopes are slowly diminishing. Seated in my little abode, I keep wondering what has changed you so much. You used to be so happy, full of life but now I feel sad when I see you.
You must be wondering who I am?
I am a little bird ‘Sparrow’- in your childhood you used to be …

Om…hello, am I speaking with Om? Om, Hi… ___ here…you remember me…I don’t know why I am calling you today…but can we meet…sure, I will drop in this moment…
(in a daze) He spoke as if he had known all along, that one day I shall turn towards him…
I didn’t ask him what time…well, he asked me to visit him this moment…why this moment…as if the world was being visited by a special moment…which was going to brush away the accumulated dust off our hearts and minds…
Anyway, onward to Om’s house…
(Om …

11 pm, Monday, August 10, 2010, New Delhi
“Looking out of my office bus window, I realized that the invention of motorcars were nothing but a waste of time. We sit inside the tin boxes discounting the fun of natural phenomena like rain!
I kept starring at the massive jams outside and somehow a thought came to my mind, why am I being so depressed about this rain. After all when I saw outside, cloud where on ‘cloud nine’ and it raining very heavily…And then
I took the CORRECT step…
I decided to complete …

Glasses swirled. The Old monk rested. Mixed with Soda and ice cubes,
it waited patiently for its date with his senses. It wouldn’t be long.
Fingers were busy. It was not every day that they found themselves
handling a cigarette with clichéd style. Half done, thought the brain,
unaware that the real deal was to come from the last two puffs. It was
a day of surprises. Surprise for the body and for the mind, both of
which stood powerless, watching as he plunged into stimulation – for
the first time.
Gaurang smiled. He felt like a consultant …

Year: 2025
Damn the battery! shouted the boy, cursing the cell phone in his hand,
which innocently continued to blink a little red dot on its forehead,
whilst the screen robotically announced repeatedly -‘Battery Low’-. X,
sitting next to him, curved his lips in a hidden smile while his eyes
toyed with the little red blink. In spite of the stealth used, the
teenager managed to catch a glimpse of the little curve on the man’s
face. He flared. ‘What are you smiling at?’ he sniped. X, his cute
smile intact, without a blink, grabbed the cell phone …

Long hair, Bharatanatyam, feminism, cooking. Kohl in her eyes and a cake for every birthday in the family. Shopping for hand-woven sarees and carnations for her living room. She loved being a woman.
But when it happened for the third time, she hoped she’d give birth to a boy.
Seventeen years ago, when she lost her aunt, she was too young to understand what it meant to hate a disease. She missed her aunt but didn’t question her going away. Fifteen years later, as she watched her mother being wheeled into the …

(Please read the Prelude & Intent before reading the content. I also
recommend that the reader reads it as slowly as possible, interpreting
the gravity of each word)

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The Beginning of Time.
Energy & Space & Light. Not Born yet.
Being. Unborn.

Split.

Inarticulate white sands mush with their feet. Their bodies are in
definitive. Not formed fully. Shapes are unclear. Eyes are unformed.
Moments from the first Sunrise. They face each other. Standing. Naked.

Distance exists. They move towards each other, without effort. They
see without light. Their undistracted vision merges into each other.
Distance recedes. …

Tringg-Tringgggggg! Anna wriggled in bed hoping the ringing would stop. When she eventually answered, her maid was calling to inform she wouldn’t come to work, as rains had flooded her house. Sulking, Anna slid back under the duvet, wishing she also could stay in. Having moved to the city few months back, Anna lived alone and worked with an advertising firm. Unwillingly assisting colleague Mary on a presentation for high-revenue client Mr. John, Anna worked late and hardly managed a few winks. The fact that she wasn’t part of the …

I always feel sad when I see some poor dumb animal, or bird, lying in the road after being hit by a car or a lorry.
I am, sad to say, frequently harassed by the countless birds that sometimes seem intent on committing suicide as they glide across my path. In my case, I have room to maneuver as I don’t drive a car. I spend most of my traveling time on a bicycle, either shopping, riding over rough terrain or just plain racing along the county roads, chasing tractors and …

This windy day, Hannah receives a willow leaf which glides into her top pocket like an angel’s wing; instantly, it caresses the scars upon her soul and nestles by her heart. Her destiny scripts itself upon a tiny frame: “The Comforter” — she barely knows what this means. She dreams of beauty and an escape above the crevasse where she lives. Someday, she will sing gentle music to them, and the presence of Love will calm all things. She smiles tenderly in the face of reality.
Her Father prods her with …

When I was seventeen, I hand an encounter I would recall with fondness many years later.  It was the night I met Joey Ramone.  Actually, it wasn’t just Joey; Dee Dee, Johnny and Tommy were there too, but it’s Joey I remember.
It was 1977.  Jimmy Carter was President; serial killer, “Son of Sam”, was terrorizing New York, and Elvis Presley would die that August.  But for me, it was a summer of a music, cool clothes and fun.  Disco reigned supreme, but suddenly, out of the excess of thumping, and …

Rebecca’s first year of life was spent in the doting arms of her paternal grandparents as I went back to work.  How many pictures of Rebecca with her papaw playing, cooing, and smiling from ear to ear on his lap are immeasurable.  She talked more about her papaw than anybody else, he even taught her how to write her name when she got older.
When Rebecca was 4, at a family reunion, some cousins fiddling everything bluegrass introduced her to the violin and the music.  Soon she was mastering her own …