And the blind man moved enthusiastically, unafraid through the speeding, morning traffic. The horns honked and the shouts played, but, nothing could get to his stubborn head. He appeared unhurt on the other side. Little did he know of the end that waited for him. He had gone there to meet his lover, and then… Continue reading THE MAN FROM TiME
And the wind that so solemnly tried to grasp the fragrance from the dying embers of the wood was pushed to the ground beneath the heat of the fume by incessant tears from the passing clouds. The clouds like desert cacti transpired freely on the bloom of spring. The agenda was simple, the cry was… Continue reading THE BATTLE
And the slayer stands amidst the offal of his ruins.The intruders were very many, and he had to battle them all alone. With his every breath, the army of prowlers was proliferating profusely. "There is no escape now", he thought and gave in to the zombie apocalypse. Just then like a time bomb, he burst… Continue reading DECiMATiON
And in that world where things have been apocalyptic, I stand on the green grass and look into your eyes. "What is it you're staring at?" you ask lifting the veil. "The world", with my heart in my mouth I murmur. Instagram @ kashivology
And he entered the giant ballroom. "What an immaculate Black Suit!", they all said. And, he danced and smiled and laughed with them. Eventually, the hall was empty and he stood watching the dying music. "Where to now, Sir", the chauffeur asked."Back to the funeral", he replied sprucing up his Black Suit of mourning. Follow… Continue reading THE BLACK SUiT
And I stand in the terrace surrounded by the tapestry of bricks. Weaved into the usual pattern, the bricks are no different from one another. I am here, in a home territory, and there are millions of others like me. I can’t see them; we are all in a blissful ignorance, and they can’t see… Continue reading THE BLiSS OF iGNORANCE
And, this was not how it was meant to be. But, can one help it? Do you know how it was supposed to be?Bruised and battered, I lie awake like a corpse; eyes open and clear, I sleep like the dead. From a distance, I am scary and disturbing because that is how you feel… Continue reading THE FALL
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And the little girl who wasn’t more than six years old, decapitated the man and his daughter. She was just following a short story that had gone wrong. Her family was welcomed by a woman and her son. The son was no more than eight years old. The war had spoiled everything- from relations to… Continue reading THE DREAM
And the feather of thought swayed with the lightness of the wind. They say, you have to be the wings of the bird to fly; to travel and unravel, to stay and drift, to be and be forgotten, to be seen and imagined, to be the truth and a lie. The lights got dim, and… Continue reading THiRST
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