Mango Flavored Summer

It was the summer of  ‘91. I am sure if I tried, I could come up with a score of reasons why the summer of ‘91 was momentous for the world at large. Maybe it was, maybe not. All I know was that it was momentous for me. In hindsight, the self- absorption of a […]

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Turn Around

  Malini was devastated. Her sister Shalini, whom she hero- worshipped, was lying helpless like a rag doll on the hospital bed. If this were not bad enough, Raja too seemed strange. She couldn’t come to terms with how much he had changed after the accident. He barely came to visit Shalini at the hospital. […]

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Freedom

  Oppression is intrinsic to mankind; as compelling a force as rebellion. The desire to oppress and the impulse to rebel against it go together, like the two sides of a coin. Whatever its scale- family, community or nation- the core is the same. When an individual or a group wishes to gain advantage at […]

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Preparing For Apocalypse

  I noticed something funny at Linkedin. All day, the most numerous updates I get on Linkedin are from these two females who keep ‘connecting’ with people all day long. The grim zeal with which they connect with an average of 70 people a day (each) is frightening. One of them has a profile picture […]

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As Simple As That

  I wake up most mornings with one thought dinning in my head. The thought tumbles over itself exuberantly in the sleep dimmed spaces of my mind. I can almost hear the screech of the thought ricocheting with supersonic speed in my skull. It is an irritating sound; it sets my nerves on edge. Over […]

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Unlimited Canvas

  There are days, like this wet, chill morning, when I feel as if I have turned into a sheet of unlimited canvas. On this blank canvas, an artist unleashes his passion in vibrant color and bold forms. His images etch themselves on me. In his all- consuming passion of creation, he forgets to notice […]

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An Everyday Morning

There are a couple of Bulbuls sitting on the balcony ledge outside. A kingfisher is calling out in its typically musical lilt. I can also hear two doves cooing to each other. Just this moment a cuckoo has begun its loud mating call. From the opposite end, a koel has launched into its plaintive call […]

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Young Eyes

You know how bright the eyes of youth shine, don’t you..? Do you remember how you were when you were 18-20 years old..? Remember how you simply KNEW that the world was waiting for you to come and win it… to win it, put it in your pocket and walk casually away, whistling your song […]

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