As the helpless pigeon rattled in the cage, There was chaos in its heart, intent in its fate, The ode to the past struggles came to age, As a wrinkled hand’s glory waved through the speckles of light, The applause and adulation came at a terrible cost, Graves which he dug out showed him out, […]Read more "AaBraa Ka DaabRaa"
72…73…74..75 Seconds ‘Oh fuck this’ he thinks and opens up the box. The gush of rotting comes out to nauseate his nostrils. He feels his stomach churn inside, and a sourness runs through his throat. But more than that, the failing disgusts him to the core. 37th iteration was never supposed to fail. He puts […]Read more "The Melting SandBoxes of Time"
‘Do you believe that…like really?’ Jaques shot a look of disbelief at Raziya, momentarily taking his eyes off the road. The question was whether their belief mattered at all at the place they were heading to. Raziya, of course, held a more pragmatic view on most things odd. Odd, she believed was just as important, […]Read more "The Legends Of Zutrokin Mir – Episode One"
He stared at it. It was never meant to be a fiction, or a distant dream. It now seemed profoundly life like. The flows and the restrains and curvaceous elegance construed the canvas. The vibrancy was definitely restrained, the greys were perfectly skimming through. Something was still missing. He knew it was him. It echoed […]Read more "Melancholia"
He looked at her walking beside him. It was just unnatural but never unreal. She could walk. Of-course, Her flapping tail had turned to trembling legs, once he helped her on to the shore. Scales dropped off into the sand, and her eyes turned a little darker. Her heart lay with him and that would […]Read more "Mermaid"
” Accident case… Joseph Raju.. Please..” The forty year old man managed to stitch up words. The phone rung somewhere, and someone down the corridor mopped the floor with a strong antiseptic detergent. The receptionist remained unperturbed and pulled out a folder from under her desk. Government hospitals were infamous for being detached and distant. At […]Read more "B.E.C.A.U.S.E"
What could be worse? Death, Or the way we die? What is more important, to live or to be alive? These are the questions I’ve asked myself every day for the past 173 years. Ironical isn’t it , that I am neither dead nor alive. I carry around a tag of being undead, but truly […]Read more "Anti-Life"