The Wall…

Too scared to be heard, the only company that there was,  was that omnipresent being in his space. The only one that dint have to worry about breaking his privacy; the moments of peace. The only one he didn’t mind, the wall.    No clue why it was the way it was.. Maybe it was always…

A sunrise

A new day, a new place, a new perspective..

….6

The thunder clapped all around a moment after the lightening lit up the valley below, the entire heavens playing on a high end stereo system. The aroma of the drops of the rain hitting soil seeped into the very soul. A sudden flicker and the lights went out.  A soft gasp remimnded him she was…

love – hate…..

That day was different. It sure wasn’t just another day. It was the day! The day his folks conceded to his demands and decided to go see in person. A slight trepidation at the back of the head hoped things would be as he had always planned it. Little did he know there was a surprise waiting…

…….. 5

When the omnipresent buzz gradually reduced, he realized the day was drawing to a close; at least for most of the staff. He however, knew his would last a little while longer as it always had been.. Taking a break, he walked over to a colleague’s desk, another of those owls around at work. The…

misanthrope…..

​There are those days, when a picture of an unknown, unheard-of place gives you the euphoria that so badly yearn for.  The smells, sights and the sounds that you conjure up in your head to try suit the picture, those are the days when you turn into a misanthrope, one tiny little bit at a…

The talent….

‘You have a special talent’, she said, her face red with anger. Quizzically looking up at her, he raised an eyebrow momentarily before turning away. Completely drained she said, ‘you know how exactly to piss people off, especially the ones that are concerned about you.’ He turned just in time to see her walk away. …

Marina in new light, literally…

Hailing from Chennai, one of the first queries i get to hear from my non-Chennai buddies is about the Marina beach. After all, it is the longest beach in India.The tag aside, my response has always been, screw Marina. Its boring. Go to Elliot’s instead. The Marina is rather crowded, while the elliot’s is a…

The moon.. the memory

The beach was a perfect setting to meet her, especially after so long. Roaming along the not-so-crowded evening streets, they decided to dine in at a double storeyed shack facing  the sea.  The air-conditioned area feeling oddly claustrophobic, they decided to sit outside, getting their hair ruffled by the wind did not seem a bad…

Loner…

A quiet dinner by the tv, a bit of a paradox, yea. But then, quiet need not necessarily mean ‘being without noise around you’. It could very well mean, being without noise within you. A blissful silence amidst the cacophony of the idiot box(is it even a box anymore?!?!??!) is shattered by an unwelcome guest – a high pitched ring…

Beauty all around..

Somewhere along a highway to Tibet, a contrast cant be more stark.. The rich blue sky, against a bone dry landscape and a small patch of green orchards.  Beauty all around, all it needs is our time to sit back and enjoy.. If only one could go back in time….