Saturday, January 31, 2015

Micro Fiction - Re-union

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It’s been exactly a year since he had left her alone after spending more than fifty years of togetherness, sharing all those discrete moments of hope and despair which together forms the bouquet of life. Her final moments with him just before his death are still afresh in her memory when he had promised her to come back and as their hands joined together to form a cusp of agreement, its warmth went away forever.

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

झोंका हवा का (Jhonka Hawa Ka) / Breeze of Air

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***Our tender heart engulfs within an ocean of memories half forgotten and half sleeping in some deep dark corner. When that gust of wind stirs that dark corner, those memories come alive again and some old forgotten song of love once again start playing in the heart***

~~~ Poem in Hindi ~~~

मदमस्त हवा का झोंका आया
संग अपने कुछ यादे लाया
भूली बिसरी नयी पुरानी
कुछ ऐसी सौगाते लाया

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Pensive Reflections. . .Jan 20 2015

Be mindful of the space that might creep in between the relations and make all the effort in the world to fill those soon, even if that requires to bend a little cause if you delay, those will form the part of relation and life will learn to go along with these.

~ Shubh Life. . .Om Sai Ram

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Micro Fiction – Rebirth

His eyes beamed as he blew the last tank of the enemy with his heart saying “Hail Mother India” in every beat of his, when a series of bullets pierced him with the spring of blood oozing out of his body.

Monday, January 12, 2015

Spinning Tales - The Homecoming

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“Santosh, I am coming down. Please bring the car at the gate in 15 minutes. And don’t be late, I don’t want to hear another of that traffic excuse please” I said. Santosh was my driver for the last 5 years. He was obedient and diligent but had this habit of coming late when called, especially while going back to home. His excuse was always the same, “Sir, there was some jam at the basement parking” but I somehow knew that it wasn’t due to traffic but due to his extended game of cards with other drivers, which used to completely absorb him.

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Book Review: HALF A RUPEE STORIES by Gulzar

Book Details. . .

·         Title: Half a Rupee Stories
·         Author: Gulzar (Translated by Sunjoy Shekhar)
·         Genre: Fiction & Non Fiction
·         Publisher: Penguin
·         Pages: 232 Pages
·         Rating: 3.75/5

Behind The Book. . .

Twenty-five fascinating stories from the inimitable Gulzar.

A suicide bomber in a small town plans out her last day, getting herself photographed before she goes and blows up the prime minister. A drunkard in a Mumbai slum tries to compete with the torrential rain, even as it washes his dwelling away. An army man at the border has become so accustomed to speaking over the wireless that he ends every sentence with ‘Over!’ And in the title story, a cop drags a dead cow from Vinayak Rao Patwardhan Road to the adjoining Bapu Road, since the latter is so much easier to spell.

Thursday, January 08, 2015

Chronicles of a Solitary Soul – The Lost Soul

It’s so surprising to see the similar state of being alone having varied connotations for different individuals – One who experience the pain in it calls it ‘Loneliness’ and the one who experience the solace terms it as ‘Solitude’. And for the very few who figures in the later, there is some inherent charm in those moments which makes them not only bearable but also gratifying. That is what the magic of the solitary world is all about. There is a parallel world inside which is devoid of any sophistications and baggage of the external world making it as pure as ever.

Wednesday, January 07, 2015

Pensive Reflections. . .Jan 07 2015

Enjoy the little things in life as there would be a time when you will realize how big they actually were..

~Shubh Life. . .Om Sai Ram

Sunday, January 04, 2015

Pensive Reflections. . .Jan 04 2015

The mind knows and realizes very well that life is all about meeting and departing. . .still Goodbye still remains the saddest word - spoken or implied!!

~ Shubh Life. . .Om Sai Ram

Friday, January 02, 2015

Book Review: INDIAN TANGO by Ananda Devi

This review was done for The Tales Pensieve (TTP) under their reviewer program. I thank TTP for giving me the opportunity to review the book.

Book Details. . .

·         Title: Indian Tango
·         Author: Ananda Devi (translated by Jean Anderson)
·         Genre:  Fiction
·         Publisher: Random House India (2013)
·         Pages: 208 Pages
·         Price: INR 275 (Flipkart)
·         Rating: 2.75/5

Behind The Book. . .
Lost to the meaning of her life, a foreign writer arrives in Delhi seeking the wordless company of strangers. Delhi is an exploded sun, bleeding everywhere its untrammelled chaos: the feral dampness of bus fumes; the suicidal rush of scooters; the autorickshaw scats impregnated with thousands of odors - nauseous accretions of India's muddy human tide. The men with their stinking bidis rule as masters and the women remain walled in by centuries of tradition.
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