“What is wrong with your choice?”

I step into the coffee shop for maybe the twenty seventh time (Actually, one hundred and twenty seventh time) and I find my usual spot in the corner; a small table adorned with two yellow chairs which lies next to the turquoise wall and to the right of another similar set of table and chairs... Continue Reading →

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Things that I don’t understand

Fluid mechanics. Office politics. And heart. Heart because I remember how I waited for this day like one waits for a train when he is in absolute hurry; when he looks at his watch so frequently that his growing impatience is almost invoking in him crazy ideas for genocide. I have waited for this day... Continue Reading →

Feminism; The bullshit – III

I It hurts, Just a bit of her reputation When you see her socializing, it’s obviously flirtation When you say she was seen going to the boss’s cabin too often When she was seen laughing a little more than she should have Some say they even saw them holding hands And from the way she […]

Feminism; The bullshit – II

I II It hurts! Not you Just a bit of her reputation She must be practically illiterate Given the fact that she is so glamorous The fact that she may be smarter than you are Is worth some applause and a lot of thought Because beauty with brains is such a rare combination Women are... Continue Reading →

Feminism; The bullshit – I

I It hurts, Just a bit of her reputation When you see her socializing, it’s obviously flirtation When you say she was seen going to the boss’s cabin too often When she was seen laughing a little more than she should have Some say they even saw them holding hands And from the way she... Continue Reading →

The Puppets

In this brief moment, when the puppeteer above has paused his show thinking about what his next move should be, the puppets below stand still and shocked at their absolute inability to move on their own. For the first time in their lives, they realize how badly they mistook their actions as their own voluntary... Continue Reading →

An unnecessarily guilty glance

I  am waiting outside the juice shop, thirsty and tired, putting an enormous amount of expectation on a tiny glass of sugarcane juice that is yet to be served. My face is smeared  in pink and yellow and some other weird combinations. My arms are still tingling from what could have been a regretful sunburn after... Continue Reading →

The little candle

The little candle stood in the day, silently shedding his light, Unnoticed, neglected, He wept ceaselessly for the night, At last when the night arrived, Only then he was remarked, Cherished,celebrated, He happily burnt himself through the dark. Now, disfigured, his body lay In a blissful sleep away Though forgotten, replaced, There are no traces... Continue Reading →

A writer in the cubicle

You know what? Maybe some of us are not meant to be the leaders. Maybe we just exist to follow, and why not? Leaders need that. Maybe some of us are not supposed to have those “great and immortal” dreams. Maybe some of us are indeed ordinary and we will die ordinary. Maybe some of... Continue Reading →

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