Life = Strife

Some people complain How their lives are An endless array of periods of strife; How they want different, How they can’t cope anymore, How they feel browbeaten, tired. Life is just that – A series of tides. It’s battling something or the other Either on the winning or on the losing side. None is a…

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Harem Pants

She wore harem pants to a Hindustani classical music concert. In an assemblage of cumbersome saris and silk kurta-pyjamas, antique jewellery glinting from robust necks and rounded bosoms, and kohled eyes and vermillion foreheads that looked like they belonged at the court of a decadent Rajah, her ikat harem pants should not have stood out,…

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Published: Two Stories on Story Mirror

Dear Readers, I’d like to share the news of the publication of two of my stories on Story Mirror. The first is – The Human Museum (Dystopian Fantasy) The second is – It Started With a Crash (Romance, Tragedy) Now some of you may remember reading It Started With A Crash about a year back. It…

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