Running out of time I was enjoying the spring break mellowing out with Robert Langdon books and movies. A week later, on Friday, my friend called me. He proposed to go for a movie. I immediately agreed for I had no plans for the Friday revelries. “I’ll get the tickets, be at City Centre at […]
Flash Fiction: The Fart Story
I don’t know what’s so funny about farting, however, most of the people laugh when they fart or hear someone farting. People laugh even when you mention the word fart. As a child I loved to tell this story. I cannot remember whether someone had told me this story or I had read this in […]
Flash Fictions: A Life Through a Lens
I am multi-tasking: I chopping cucumber for green salad, talking to my mother, and waiting for my lunch to arrive on the table. Suri catwalks through the door and announces her arrival. I don’t pay heed to her callings and continue chopping, talking and waiting. Suri rubs her head against my hanging legs. She is […]
Short Story: The Buddha With a Gun
The moon glared at the reddened horizon and hid on the veil of fickle clouds, earth sheepishly gleamed. Birds sang, plants danced, stream, gulping and gurgling through the rocks, smiled. Palpitation of the grove rose high with the advent of a new day. Slowly, the sun began measuringthe sky,birds returned to their daily chores, stream […]
Mother Father and the Child
Recall an ancient Chinese blessing – may you live in interesting times. However opaque the future may be, apparently I wish my father that you will live in interesting times, times that are challenging, promising, perhaps even dangerous. At the moment it is virtually a chimera to think happy days will be here again. Father […]
The Lyrical Age
Chapter One “Mani, wake up, how long do you think you can sleep.” God! Why’s this piggy in room? “He’s still sleeping?” Shit! This old man’s also here. “Does he ever get up early?” Why can’t this blacky keep his mouth shut. Why these people have to start their day ticking off me. Why don’t […]
Flash Fictions
Flash Fiction: The Drunken Poet “Give me some beautiful lines, make me feel good, make me feel special,” she said. “Every night….I see you…I feel you,” he smiled at himself. “Sorry about the burrowed lines.” “Burrowed?” she asked. “From where you borrowed that one? I mean not where, from whom?” “From a song by Celine […]
Short Story: Apocryphal Samsara
Like a lone soul striving to congregate with the distant horizon, here I stand on the roof terrace and blankly stare at the settlements of the valley which, after an ablution in the heavy rain, germinates into a beautiful maiden looking askance at her beau. The street below is dotted with puddles, tantamount to the […]
Micro Fictions: Time Lapse
Walking the Dog Every morning he jogged with his dog to the central park, and she was there watching her dog do the acrobatics. Couple of weeks later, they were in a restaurant. Their dogs sat smugly, looking at their masters for a cue. They both were straight like their masters and did not find […]
Short Story: Searching for Blouse of Affection
When Rajiv married, almost all friends in the troupe played a prank – Prajwol should fall for Rajiv’s sali. Prajwol, timid and reticent guy, blushed at his friends’ gimmickry that continued for few weeks, and eventually everyone forgot. Even Prajwol did not remember, once he was mocked about a girl, whose face though he had […]