Residua


The first time I had written this story, it was a cathartic tale. To help me resolve a few issues with myself. I had not written it keeping in mind a specific audience. Neither had I tried to make the narration attractive in any way. Any such concerns would have adulterated the sentiments behind the […]

Ego-Puncture: How not to ‘Propose’ to a Girl!


I have conveyed the existence of feeling of love/quasi-love (infatuation, for the mere lesser mortals) to human female subjects on eight occasions, of which two occasions have been just online. Mind you, all of those instances are not the same as pathetic whining of “I love you, so you must love me back in return, […]

Re-contamination


I feel contaminated. That tight embrace, that laughter, that pleasure, that mischief in her eye, which I could not see yet sense; that betrayal, which I saw and yet could not look at – all unwelcome, yet all are keeping on returning to me. Why? Why the fuck are they returning? My acquaintance with this […]

It had to happen. It happened yesterday. After three years!


Yesterday as I was climbing down stairs, engrossed in thoughts, suddenly I heard an enthusiastic “Namaskaar”(a salutation in Hindi). It was one of the sweepers, an older employee of the hostel. I had vaguely registered something to be new on seeing him, but the stream of thoughts in my head, had not allowed me to […]

I just like all THIS. So I post all this just like THAT!


Take a look at the two new widgets at the top of my left sidebar. Thanks! Not for looking, but your comments! Of course, I am not entirely convinced by the numbers shown. Especially, TUIB’s low ‘score’! šŸ˜‰ Whenever I look at my blog, I feel satisfied by at least one thing–comments have largely been […]

A resolve to become a better quacktor


For those of you wondering, why do I keep on coming up with nonsensically dark posts (click) with even more nonsensical brutality, I tried very hard to introspect (my using this term with such high-frequency repetition used to be just another torture technique [;)]), and realized I always aspired to be one of these famous […]

A divorceā€¦ that could not last.


They had been married ever since they could remember–more than 20 years now. They did not even remember if it was out of love, or was it arranged. They were so young, it was called an infant marriage! It was thaaaat long. They always viewed things from different perspectives, yet somehow always managed to focus […]

Do I deserveĀ pinkĀ chaddis?


*Chaddi is a word used interchangeably for “shorts” or “briefs/panties”. This is a post I’ve been planning to do since long, because it was after a long time some event had made me introspect and analyze things with utmost depth possible, and yet leave me, possibly, without answer. Also, this post is going to be […]

BadĀ timing


He finished reading it. Seventh time today. Her first love letter. “Could so much love ever vanish! She’ll understand, if I talk.” “Anjali, please understand! We’d fought before also. But we always made up! Why not today? I love you, Anjali!” She didn’t reply. Those suspended in air, hanging by rope about their neck, don’t. […]