The border of love

Lance Naik Vikram Singh rubbed his right eye and smeared his handkerchief with the sweat dripping from his forehead. The nip in the air was long gone. He squinted again and looked through the binocular atop his rifle. It was nearly two hours since he assumed his duty on the watch post and he felt…

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Journey to a Name

It was a joyous occasion at the Chatterjee household as they welcomed their first progeny to the world. House number 233 in the IIM Vastrapur campus was soon flooded with friends, relatives, colleagues and students of Prof. Sachin Chatterjee, a recent recruit to the campus. Sachin realized the gravity of the responsibility that the universe…

Antihero Zindabad!

Remember the saying, nice guys finish last? Well, in George RR Martin's case, they finish dead. GRRM has been systematically killing off all the 'nice' guys in his epic fantasy series, so much so that we are now left to choose between a bunch of morally gray characters to root for. And guess what? We…

Know what? Bitches get stuff done

This one is for the ladies. There are a million reasons to love Tina Fey. She looks great, is quite funny and her self-deprecating humor still hits the spot on lazy nights of YouTube and 30 Rock reruns when there is nothing else to do. She writes well too. In the book Bossypants, Fey advises…

Charlie Hebdo must die

Faith isn't threatened by jest, beliefs are beyond pedestrian jeer. The omniscient, omnipotent, and omnipresent surely shouldn't need your insecurity fueled militancy for his survival?   The blabbering religious leader-emancipator his obscene, gaudy grandiosity obtained by bestowed gifts toying with his own followers His puppeteering interrupted by the nagging breeze of alternate expression left him…

Sand Castle

  Cheered by the chatter of the vast ocean, Stretching beyond what his eyes could see, He sat down on the sandy seashore, And collected all that within his reach. Without a fret, a friend or a foe, A castle, he began to build. His tiny hand clenched some brown earth, A dream and a…

The Dreams we worshipped

I remember a time When dreams were worshipped. As I danced – a shaman on the Savannah - One with my friendly flames, The fire and I both bonded By life, As in the surety of our deaths. The fire dared me let myself be, His pirouetting partner His sparring accomplice. And hence my mind…

Living travel through Couchsurfing

Couchsurfing, or CS as it is commonly known, as defined by the Urban Dictionary: A cheap form of lodging used mainly by college-students or recent college-grads, where one stays on acquaintance's couches rather than a hotel What someone who can't afford rent on their own and/or can't find roommates quick enough does when they are…

A Checklist Checked

This monologue was written a while back, when the writer was contemplating the fast-approaching end to her exchange semester abroad. So, fair warning about the sentimentality underscoring these exchange memoirs. “There are exactly two weeks to go for my great semester exchange abroad to end and I am half-delighted and half-sad that the end has come…