The Maddened Mother – A Short Story

It was the fourteenth day and the boy was still sickly. For the first nine days, when the boy had been burning with fever, as he still was in the fourteenth, Ranjeeth, the boy’s father, and the village’s main doctor, sat beside him, day, and night. He tried all the medical potions he could think of, used all his experience, and contacted his previous friends, whom he thought were superior to him in the field of medicine, but were not. No one could help. No one could understand what was happening to the boy, except that slowly life started to drain away from him.

Witnessing the Evil of Child Marriage in Rural India

It is not with James Joyce’s Ulysses or Charles Darwin’s Origin of Species or Sigmund Freud’s Interpretation of Dreams that we’re ushered into the Modern World. It was with the occurrence of one of the greatest feats which were thought of as impossible: Women’s Suffrage – The right to Vote for All Women.

Indra’s Aaromale #2 – A Love Story of Library, Verses and Dying Eye-Lids.

“Man’s greatest tragedy is that he can conceive of a perfection which he cannot attain.” – Lord Byron(Jerome MacGann) She found me roots of relish sweet,       And honey wild, and manna-dew,And sure in language strange she said—       ‘I love thee true’. She took me to her Elfin grot,       And there she wept and sighed full sore,And there…

The Faded Leaves of Freedom – Dystopian Diaries #2

When has the world lost its meaning and when has the last poet lived? These are clueless questions which didn’t even babble over the minds of mindless post-humans who led their lives in the aimless refute of LIFE. The past order and harmony has gone. The nature and its love has vexed. The sun has gone merciless and the gases that infuriate him were hovering around the once precious, life-filled planet of this solar system.

The Great Fall – A Divine Vision – A Resonance of Faith

For He, who remains indescribable even by the scores of Vedas and myriad of Myths woven on this scared lands by the most spiritual of the sages throughout the ages. For our sake, let’s call Him. . . Shiva! Part 1: Where is it we were going? I do not remember. Or, is it like…