He always woke up before the sun shone, and it had been that way for as long as he can recall now. His wife, when she was alive, used to bicker with him for his early morning alarms. "In the morning the sound of your alarms going off, and during the day your mother with... Continue Reading →
Of Scaffold and the first steps…
Ramesh balanced himself on the scaffold - a temporary arrangement of sticks and ropes built around the naked and ugly building that he was to paint and transform into a beautiful house. The same building that he and a few others like him had worked on persistently and had erected in over a year. And... Continue Reading →
Of Motions and Emotions…
His stomach rumbled the third time in what could not have been more than ten minutes, convincing him that he'd finally have to get up and make his way to the toilet. The digital clock mounted on the wall displayed some numbers, but at his age and in his predicament, the numbers no longer made... Continue Reading →
Of a girl and a bird…
The girl. If one were to capture a panoramic view from where she stood and saw the birds go about in their daily chores, three-fourths of the captured image would be filled up with tall multi-storeyed buildings, full of people, working inside them. The remaining quarter would show something that now resembles a hill. Atop... Continue Reading →
Fortitude, and the game of Eyes and Heart…
When faced with the situations demanding fortitude one must exhibit it, or pretend its possession. There isn't really anything else that remains at one's disposal in such situations.
Self-esteem and Solitude
You don't outwit others on every occasion you pull a prank on them or make them feel abashed in the group; you do tend to lose a fraction of the trust they have had placed in you, every time you do so. As a species of emotions, we, all of us, have a tendency to... Continue Reading →
THE TIME, AND A FEW LESSONS.
Bits and fragments from numerous intermittent conversations I had with my Grandfather.
The man on the wheels:
This is my imagination of what a man on the wheels,whom we meet daily out there on the roads, observes every day, that we fail to.