In need of little insanity

If you are reading a book at a public place and happen to laugh uncontrollably, are you threatening the sanity of the place thereby exposing yourself to the dangerous situation of being craned off to a nearby asylum till you finished your book? If so, can you please leave the address of such a place…

Jilly

Jill walked slowly, sloshing her wet boots on the gravel interspersed with mud puddles that erupted like acne along the sides of the ridge boulevard every monsoon. The rains had just stopped but thunder rumbled somewhere beyond the dark clouds. The Denzong valley, nestled in the foothills of the mighty Himalayas was engulfed in a…

Snippet

There was a room that Rajii agreed to explore with me, this was the room of trophies. Animal skin and horns saddled with books among other things. It was a curious sort of a room; scary at nights and interesting during the day. However, our attention was mainly focussed on a glass cabinet high up…

Love

Love is when you’ve watched Iron Man 2 twenty seven and a half times yet when you tell him you need to watch it, he buys it for you online. Why? Because Netflix does not have Iron Man 2!!! Newsflash!!!

Remembering gramps

My grandfather was a jolly old fellow with silver hair and some gaps in his row of teeth. He played war games with us sometimes and taught us things called strategy while fighting.  “You let the enemy advance into your territory,” he said while moving our tin soldiers, bottle caps, and wooden dogs who made…

oranges.

I was in third grade when I discovered the existence of sugar cane. I always thought sugar was made out of oranges. The tiny super sweet ones that grow in my aunt’s fields. I was highly disappointed when I learnt that it was not so, and there are plants called sugarcanes for that. Living in…

into the jungle

He knew it was following him, he could sense it in this darkness. He moved briskly, he had to walk about a mile before he could reach the streetlights. He had been walking for about three hours now, he needed a drink badly he knew he had to refill at the next stream but the…

Reviewing Paris Review

Reading about different writers in Paris Review and their writing environment and styles in writers room series provided an illuminating read, a sneak peek into their lives, it is interesting how we all draw heavily from our society when we write. The writings of Annie Proulx mostly seem to have a setting of country life,…