In the Quest of Light #2: Tyres, Trains and Tears.

. . . . Cntd of #1 Chapter 6: It is a need that I pay my orison to the one who is watching everything that is happening. Who knows it all than Him who has commenced me into this journey? There are a thousand times we both (I and my woman) have thought that…

In the Quest of Light #1: A Promise Made to the Woman.

{Authors Note: The semi-epic journey I am going to elaborate through this series of journals is not a subject of debate of being a fact or fiction. This is a writer’s voice and I hope you’d enjoy these as they are, trying not to decode too much or trying not to deduce the facts from…

The School Journal #6 – The Dawning Climax!

. . . Cntd #5 The Teacher’s Note! This was supposed to be a really happy episode of this nearing-the-ending journal series, but the moment I kept the sub-title ‘The Dawning Climax,’ my god, haha, the end is nearing, and I suddenly became conscious of it. But let us not talk about that now. The…

Dark Omen – A Bizarre Short-Story

It all started in the morning when I was sitting before the window, staring through the grills of it and thinking something which was vague. What that was I was thinking, I too cannot answer, for I forgot everything except for the posture I was in, till the little kid with smiles came an stood…

The Deific Cycle of Bholenath – A Tale of Divine Intervention

Him and The Pillars: The thousands of pillars that stand letting the roof guard the tens of thousands of people in the temple strike a smiling similarity between what I think of my own life. Pillars – they are architectural monuments. They stand defeating the sands of time. They mark the existence of a temple…

The Cosmic Accident – The Three Arrows of The Lord

“प्रपञ्चसृष्  ट्युन्मुखला  सयकायी  समस्तसा  महारकताण्डवाया  | जगज्जनन्यै  जगदेकपित्रे  नमः  शिवायै  च   नमः  शिवाय  || “ “Prapancha srushtyun muka lasyakayai, Samastha samharaka thandavaya, Jagat jananyai Jagatheka pithre, Nama Shivayai cha namashivaya.” “My salutations to both Parvathi and Shiva, To Her whose dance marks the creation of the world, To Him whose dance destroys everything, To…

Bhaga Bhaga – The Heart Twisting Tale of Rekha & Abimanyu!

Abimanyu was walking. It was not like any other day’s walk. His legs were stumbling. His every step seemed like his last. His face was very tired, like an exhaustion after a war. His features were rugged, like he has forgotten himself since ages. He doesn’t like having a beard, but, Rekha does. Rekha. He always…