Who was he? I did not get an answer from anyone. As soon as he walked inside our house, everyone got busy attending to him, especially Mother. She seemed so elated. I do not remember her being this excited. She was wearing a bright blue dress, a new one maybe. I had not seen her … Continue reading An Unexpected Visitor
He froze. A familiar music, too deeply connected to his past, wafted through the humid air. The aluminium bucket, his revered tool, slipped out of his hand. He moved himself closer to the source of the music. His Mother's lullaby, an old Subramanya Bharathi ballad, played from inside the house. He was shattered into million … Continue reading Liberation.
This is a fictional diary entry of Prince George on the occasion of his meeting with US President Barack Obama. Picture courtesy: gq magazine 23rd April, 2016 Last night, Mother allowed me to stay awake way past my usual bed time. She told me some special guests were coming to meet me. I asked her … Continue reading Diary of Prince George
The house was being constructed rather slowly; as if imitating the sentiments of the young family residing within, who were still coming to terms with the loss of Apeksha's Mother. Standing isolated among the large paddy farms in remote Kerala, the bare bricked structure has nothing of interest around except the single railway track in … Continue reading Hope and Despair
She entered swiftly through the door of her new house, let her shoes fly to a corner, plonked herself on the single couch and slid her heavy school bag to a side. Only then, she took a long breath. The water bottle still hung on her neck. She looked pretty with her plaited hair, round … Continue reading Grandpa’s School Story
The relationship had cracked under the excruciating pressure from my house. All understanding and trust began slowly fading away, like a huge sandcastle pounded and torn away gradually by a cold blooded sea. There seemed an barren plateau in place of a splendid forest, each flora and fauna that had earlier, represented moments of mirth … Continue reading A Sweet Peroration..