Words falling off from the tower of memories And the silverfish whispered to the man, its voice dripping with darkness, if he had ever devoured the bitter essence of words. The man, haunted by a deep, consuming passion, exhaled long breaths of despair and surrendered to his fate. He implored the pest to await him… Continue reading THE TOWER OF MEMORiES
And just keep that distance from me. I am travelling deep into me. With words of no farewell, I may never come to be. I have tested time and the thing they call fate. I have known what's love and that its mirror is called hate. I have wasted a lot on life, passion and… Continue reading SAMADHi
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 as we sat there looking at each other but never quite seeing, I asked what had been in my mind for centuries. I have always believed, and I have believed what I read, that questions are always more important than answers; so in this tête-a-tête I had an upper hand, I was stronger. It… Continue reading THE CONVERSATiONS
And, the vision blurred, Kashiv, the intruder, waited for the cloud of mischievousness to pass off the simpleton's face. The hour was getting late and he had no intention to stay there with those two maniacs. But, the question had already put a spell on him and the answer would, he anticipated, release him… Continue reading iDENTITY
And, across the horizon into the wild forest sat two, perched on the stone like birds on a branch, beings, mortal or not, unknown and uncertain. The taller and the stupid of the two talked and the shorter with graying hair and the one who seemed wise listened, listened in rapt attention, and whenever he… Continue reading iNTRODUCTION
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