The Medieval Fantasy

As I moved through the pages of A Song of Ice and Fire I realised why I like this particular kind of content so much. When I read about the glorious times of kings and queens and get to know more about the resplendent medieval period, my sense of wondering transports me to an era that I…

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The casualties of blurring lines

We could safely say that for a while now, society has challenged the traditional gender roles of the ‘Man’ venturing out of the house to earn the bread and better and the ‘Woman’ staying behind to cook, clean and look after the children. The extent, of course, varies and one would expect very different scenes…

Kashmir Chronicles -Part 2- Falling into it

While returning from Shalimar garden, we stopped near a woolens' shop where the Kashmiri Chacha had opened up his treasure trove of fluffy socks and sweaters in all hues possible. That was when our first conversation ensued. Imran was a talker, he had to be, considering the extra role of a tourist guide that all…

Collapsing Dream

I sail on strangeness, propelled by myth, "Is it the song last night that I breathe?"; The dark sky now azure, hoping to spread, and a swan called me, towards it I tread; White, or black, no, white, but black, but I would rather it be red, and red it was. Then came a wind…