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"
Aren’t we all Rats? Scampering in our little mazes, sniffing for cheese at the corners, turning a blind eye to the perils of eventually finding it? Aren’t we all Rats for wanting a wanting for a delirious purpose which drives us. Similar or variant, dreams are made of sleepless nights. Daydreams, Of course, smelled specifically […]Read more "Knight’s Oblivion"
When Zariya crashed on the road from her scooter, she was 19. She was at an age that identified her goals and realized them as dreams. In a split second, she lost everything. A sharp gravel stone pierced the skin under her neck and cut through an internal carotid artery. She lay there, immovable and […]Read more "The Wonderful Life Of Zariya"
‘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"
” As life grows up and dreams start making sense there in, at that moment my friend, you cease to exist ” Orhan Pamuk. I woke up as the waves crashed over the stony footway and blanketed the pebbles which had some meaning for themselves. Perhaps they wondered of the static nature of things. Or […]Read more "The Pebble And A Night"
The little girl was thrown into the last room at the end of the velvety floored corridor. The girl struggled in the darkness for a few moments, as she moved her hands frantically to find something to support herself. She could make out a bed in front of her, a faint snoring from it’s direction […]Read more "The Girl At The Corner"
” What do you want to see ” ARKO said trying to removing the sleeve. Sleeves were good for great many things, but not for hiding truths. Truths needed a greater more flexible mask. A loud murmur went about the crowd, trying to fathom what the magician had meant. Was it a rhetorical from the […]Read more "ARKO – The Origins"