In the urban landscape, where skyscrapers rise tall, Lies the modern tale of Electra, in a city’s thrall. A daughter of the metropolis, burdened by shadows, Existential echoes, in neon-lit meadows. In a glass cocoon, her office, a cold steel tower, Echoes of revenge, a modern power. A career’s ascent, a path she must tread, […]
Sisyphus’ Symphony: Modern Echoes of Existential Despair
In the shadowed corridors of self, an existential abyss, A modern Odysseus sails through the sea of bliss. Navigating life’s tempest, a ship lost in despair, Caught in the sirens’ song, existential currents to bear. Icarian dreams, wings of ambition soar, Yet, waxen feathers melt, as illusions implore. Existential heights, a perilous endeavor, In the […]
Echoes of Folly: The Modern Pantheon in Absurd Harmony
In the labyrinth of existence, echoes the absurdity’s call, Human life entwined with myths, like leaves in autumn’s fall. Sisyphus, the eternal roller of the boulder, Symbolizing life’s toil, an endless shoulder. A modern Icarus, soaring on technological wings, Hubris and ambition, the symphony life sings. Wax melts, and feathers fall, aspirations take a dive, […]
Wounds in Words
Whispers in the Shadows Beneath the weeping willows, innocence crumbled, In war’s dark embrace, where hope once humbled. Children’s laughter silenced, like a stolen song, Innocent hearts, where the shadows belong. Through shattered windows, the moon sheds tears, On silent streets haunted by lingering fears. Mothers weep, cradling dreams turned to dust, Innocence lost, an […]
You and I: A Journey into the Self
Well, it is not that easy to describe “I.” Who is this I? What is this I? Similarly, You is also an obscure persona. However, the only thing that is clear is I is not You, and you is not I. When I am referring to “I,” I mean I, me and myself. When I […]
Flash Fiction: Suicide Note
Rain! Oh, it’s raining. Rafik…Rooja…Fatima…where are you Fatima? When will the super be ready, what’s cooking in. Will you get me a cup of tea? Fatima, get me a cup of tea, did you hear what I said. Fatima speaks from a distance. Why…I’m busy in the kitchen. Rooja, go and see your father what’s […]
Flash Fiction: Samsara
So, you don’t love me, you don’t want to reciprocate my feelings! That’s right baby, your hate is killing me. But listen baby, listen, every time you kill me, I’ll rise again, like the phoenix from the ashes. The old will die and new will resurrect. Do you believe in Karma, do you believe in […]
Flash Fiction: Love and Marriage
Time after time, you get confused about facts and fictions. You cannot distinguish between illusion and reality. You are haunted by the city, by the people, and by the world around. You close your inner world and open your eyes. You see a feeding cup on your husband’s hand. No, no, you don’t want to […]
Flash Fiction: Everest Calling
The kids were loitering on the street. Their songs tried to penetrate the ethereal music from the shops that sold anything from Thanka-paintings to incense, spices, tea, coffee, Khukuri-knives, DVDs, books, and pot. They stopped at the square and raised their heads to see the man before them. The European was ill at ease. He […]
Flash Fiction: The Everest Season
“We had a good time in the Himalayas,” he said. “Poor me, I missed the chance,” she said. Tears welled in her eyes. They were speaking Italian and the girl looked just like straight from Milan’s runway – sexy, skimpy, tall, pale, anorexic; only that her face was little rugged. People were obsessed with mountains, […]