Trust, Caution

Amit searched her clear blue eyes intently. He soon unearthed the old sparkle that gave him a dopamine rush like no other. He felt that warm, fuzzy feeling he had so missed. She lay on her back on the small cot, looking like some exotic bird, her silky black hair fanning out around her head.…

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You may say I’m a dreamer

I'm usually whistling, or humming a tune as I walk past these nothing establishments which refuse to speak to me. I am compelled to entertain myself. I indulge in whims, from delivering knock-out jabs to releasing albums. After many wishful meanderings I somehow land on the Beatles, which makes me want to think of you.…

Black Hole Sun

People talking without speaking. People hearing without listening. Not exactly what Paul Simon had in mind, I pondered, as I watched them tap silently away at their phones. My gaze fell upon a pigeon as it skipped about on the glistening granite floor, putting to shame all norms of public safety and cleanliness. Look at…

The anomaly

The Sunday crowd of Hilltown dissipated into the shadowy lanes, as the sun got higher. The side lanes were crowded with small food outlets serving everything from Thai curries to cheap pizzas. The large umbrella above four chairs and small circular table provided enough respite from the heat, and ice topped beverages acted as the…

Do you conform?

'There are things that you don’t understand in life, but then there are some that you do, from the core of your heart, once and for all’. Rahul recalled in his mind, as he sipped his black coffee, without sugar. The lights were dim all over the hall except near him. A few lights were…

On friend-zones

Friend-zones are perhaps one of the most devilish devices invented by humans to torture other humans. Let us define a friend-zone first, to avoid confusion. You like bae. Bae knows fully well that you like bae. Bae however doesn’t reciprocate. You and bae are good friends. That’s a friend-zone for you, right there. They are…

The bag of candles

If every look is a stare, what then is the fare? My bag is full of candles, am I then a scandal? If not, then there’s a castle to which is my beckoning, Much ado is not my thing, so off on the roadof reckoning. If not blood then don’t regret, our ties deeper than…