The Lost Son
His name was Karna. Karna, the abandoned. The bearer of wrongs, the silent prince. Majestic in his dreadful form, like the flight of the falcon. His despair was complete. His
Diary of a Monster
In the madness midst the universe, if I don’t succumb to the desires, then I am a human. Take me to a church or the gallows; whatever pleases your
Conflicted
As his last days creep slowly, yet surely closer, Mr. Smith contemplates conflict. What is conflict? He asks himself. A few moments of pondering bring him the conclusion. Conflict is
दो दिन का अमेरिका
दो दिन की लगातार बारिश ने गर्मी से तपते इंसान को आनंद की अनुभूति तो करायी ही साथ ही बिजली विभाग वाले भी लोकोपकारी प्रतीत हुए, भले ही कारण रहा
She’s Human
‘She’s human!’ As we sat awaiting a train, In a hazy cross-walk, She made her way. Inebriated was she? I could not tell. Draped in a saree, Tucked up at
How Do You Define Addiction?
You may begin, “Well, that’s like having a cigarette and just when I’m about to finish it, I have the urge of taking another one.” It’s alright. But you
Is He Letching At You?
The girl walked sensuously on the road, swaying her hips a little too explicitly for the modesty of the passersby. She 6+wore a skin-hugging top that flaunted her curvaceous body
Adopted
As I entered the narrow unevolved streets of old Delhi, the butterflies in my stomach transformed into gigantic monsters. The sooty air made it hard for me to breathe. I
From The Diary of a Convict
They handcuffed me and shoved me into the back of the police van. The newspapers would be flashing my name by tomorrow; a few news channels would provide a two
The Obsession
“ This is all starting to really bother me now. Do you even hear yourself? You are obsessed with this visualization thing of yours. You need to stop Jiya!”