Posts by Dhruvaksh Saha

Answers And Redemption

“Maa, I wanted the Hawk bicycle, not the stupid one you were going to get me. Can’t I have one wish fulfilled on my birthday? I know you don’t love me at all, but you didn’t have to spoil my day. I hate you!” I screamed on my 12th birthday.   “Why can’t I have a phone like my other friends? Every one in the school has a big phone;


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The Art of Hunger

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Late Goodbye

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Airborne Happiness

Amidst the ruckus beneath the ramp, where the ground force was giving  all to ensure we stayed on schedule, and the serenity inside the plane that engulfed all the passengers, flight 6E472 began its take-off. As I witnessed a paradox of an elevating body and a sinking heart, I beheld the ground as if it were bidding me adieu. Parting is the most arduous segment of the saga called love, which

Hot Wheels

As a kid, I would pick my favourite Hot Wheels car from the glass case. That glass case, brightened by varnish, was a luxury to have in those days. But it was ironic for a family with limited resources to have that luxury. The polished sides provided a contrast to my otherwise mundane life. I would take the car very delicately so as to make minimum sound, for I dreaded

The Sacred Bird

“Fly away! You must! What keeps you from spreading your plumage and soaring into the reign of Zeus? What keeps you inclined to this mirage of worldly possessions and artificial contentment? Look forth! Your freedom awaits. Time has come for you to go,” I tell her.   And she just stares at me blankly while I say this.   Little Pihu is a Zebra Finch, a small bird that I


Hey K, it hasn’t been long since you left. But without you, every moment feels like eternity. I reach out for the box of Lithium tablets that lies on the table. Dr. David tells me that it will help me resuscitate from this abysmally low state of my conscience. They’ve placed me in a tiny cell like I’m a specimen ready to be experimented on.   There is darkness all