The cops got in to an investigation after taking the bodies in to custody. The post mortem reports were no surprises but for the girl’s. The couple were identified as the girl’s parents, who were brutally murdered along with the girl, their throats slit with a kitchen knife. There were blood stains all over thereContinue reading “The Lonely Sabotage – Continues to Conclude”
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The Lonely Sabotage
What begets of a sunshine girl who is conspicuously confined to the doors of darkness and anguish? She was timid but curt, pretty but not flamboyant. Besides, she liked keeping to herself. With a cherry like smile and rolling brown eyes, she was this restrained girl of unreliable dreams. Quite and outside the cynosure ofContinue reading “The Lonely Sabotage”
Am I Home?
It is 1970. Civil War. The longest running and perhaps, the most ignominious in the history of human tragedies. No war in the history of mankind has been kind. In fact, the ruthlessness lies in the aftermath, not in the ways of war. In the wake of demands for a separate state, separate constitution andContinue reading “Am I Home?”
70 Years of ‘Bharat’
We have come a long way, we have a long way to go. Every country goes through turbulence, so have we. Every country has its moments, we have had our own. Every country has a vision, we have ours. No country is perfect, the flaws exude beauty of renaissance and evolution. We did, we do,Continue reading “70 Years of ‘Bharat’”
Death Smile
She is an Iron Lady. I have never seen her blink an eye or being moist in a situation. She took tuition classes, her husband has a decent job and her son was studying in a boarding school in a different town. A family of 3 with dreams of their own, I knew them asContinue reading “Death Smile”
The Mother I Never Was
The Preface Motherhood is the most beautiful emotion in this world. Unconditional, unearthed and supremely human. Can this feeling be compromised? The Story On the day of child birth, we visited Martha in hospital. Martha has been the caretaker of our home and the most exquisite cook we have ever seen, for the last 7Continue reading “The Mother I Never Was”
Demo-Crazy
Theatre. Drama. Roots. Hiatus. A political satire, hosted by Mylapore Fine Arts. An ovation and three cheers for the interesting attempt.
The Diabetes Doctor – Classified and Un-scripted
Talking about diabetes is a tasteless debate. Yet, quintessentially, has remained the most talked about subject in the last 4 decades (apparently, forever). For the curious onlookers, I ain’t talking about champion doctors and their tumultuous prescriptions this time. Humans thrive on beliefs, tranditions and roots. Despite the spectacular evolution of technology and its peers,Continue reading “The Diabetes Doctor – Classified and Un-scripted”
Unseen Sanity
We came, we saw and we got conquered. The vanquished won, and the rest, as they say, is the work of the mercurial almighty. Blessed, and in awe. Location: Brihadeeshwarar Temple, Thanjavur, Tamil Nadu.
The Hit Back Photo
The elation was just around, another one knocking in? Cheers!
The Booth
Sometimes, it’s silent and empty. As far as you can see, that is.
Haraamkhor – Gutsy and Wretched
Yes. We have this society in us which possesses dark shades. Lives a simple life, appears to be noble, exploits women and their helplessness with élan. And yet, survive like worms and disappear to come back with evil. For a change, this protagonist doesn’t live enough. But it every story is fortunate enough, not everyContinue reading “Haraamkhor – Gutsy and Wretched”
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