Cars, carts, cats, dogs, dust, wrappers, feet, humans — living or dead — they all walk on it. Walk on that bridge. The bridge is worn, weathered, forgotten. It used to be of wood and rope at some point in its age, and was eventually promoted to concrete and road. But it is so old …
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 …
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 …
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 …
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 …
After the tiresome journey through a desert, we have finally found a lamp. Now we rub this lamp of Aladdin and the genie must come out. Will the genie emerge from this lamp and fulfill all our wishes, all that we’ve been waiting for? Will all of this turn to reality in the next moment? …
Let’s just say you’re not supposed to settle down at any point in your life. But who decided that in the first place? Who declared it the right way? Who thought it could have been right? Hell, who decided what is right and what is wrong? Who distinguished between them? Who was the first person …
Winters are often remembered for long nights, heavy air, fog-laden darkness, and the misty marks they leave upon the thoughts of many thinkers, I think. They become the season of longing for hopeless romantics. Suddenly everyone seems to be on a bench in the dark woods. Alone. Searching for something, watching the road for a …