Saix Rogi Miley Sukrabaar

The walk had become arduous. The scorching heat was not helping either. He was in a desperate need of some sort of physical and mental assuage; a relief from all the pain and sleepless nights. He would have missed the advertisement had the cow not mooed. The holy cow did what it had to do, …

Lucid Philosophy

I rolled sideways on my bed which caused me to fall into a deep void. It was like Alice falling inside the rabbit hole. I do not exactly recall how long the journey was but it was definitely between an hour or two. On the way down, I met Bansahari Acharya. I was falling down …

Almost Winter

Winter was approaching. The trees had started to shed off their leaves. "When will I leave my skin behind?" she wondered. There she was, on the corner seat of the classroom, away from everyone. Her desk was adorned by the engravings made by a key that she had randomly found below her desk. Maybe it …

Marriage

"How did you end up meeting each other?" I asked them. "It was like this..." she began. After a moment of pause, she said in a low voice, "actually, I do not quite remember." "Yeah you have started to forget things," he took the floor. "It has been quite some time now." He reiterated the …

Bhagwan’s Plan

The CD started swirling in the sky. How? It was hanging on a rope that was tied to a tall avocado tree. Why? I am unaware, despite living in this neighborhood for a year and a half. Sometimes the CD would reflect rainbow colored reflection into my room. There was a particular time of the …

Angur – Anger

Somedays, I feel this deep urge to leave this city. I do not want to go that far too. I cannot imagine myself living in Normandy or Nairobi. I think somewhere in between should do - perhaps Muscat or Phnom Penh. Maybe even Chengdu or Varanasi. What will I do in my to-be-home city? I …

I Have Some Tea for You

"The more intense the idealism, the more bizarre are the contradictions that underpin the idea," she said. I sipped on the cup of Tulsi tea and placed it down on the table. "That sounds true," I opined. At the beginning of our conversation, the cat had watched us with a peculiar curiosity. Within a minute, …

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Fruity Day

You know, with the perfect inch of surety, that when fruits start falling as soon as you look at their parent tree, your day is deemed to be unusual. It first started with the guava tree outside my room. I was ready to go out and was walking to the front gate when a ripe …

Lips

Lips have been objects of fascination for a myriad of poets, painters, and lovers. Poets have described lips using metaphors and similes. Their poetic accounts compare and analogize lips as being linked with rose petals, pomegranates, and beetroots. Why beetroots? Stop kink-shaming. Painters have depicted lips within a variety of their artistic tradition. Modern, abstract, …