• Story-Haven

    Radio

    It’s five in the morning. It’s still dark outside. I walk out of the house and Sudha follows to hand me the water bottle. I have asked her many times to not wake up so early. She wouldn’t listen though. I bid her farewell and then walk towards the school ground. The local school leases its ground for parking during nights. All the autorickshaw drivers park their respective vehicles at the school only. The guard at the school gates, Hari, is now a friend. I stop to exchange a few words with him and then he opens the gate. I find my auto, it’s always in the same spot, and…

  • Story-Haven

    PenPal

    In the era of WhatsApp, messenger and PayPal, I only saw the postman coming to deliver bills or letters from the bank to my house. Of Course the Amazon delivery guy comes much more often. The postman also does collect to his festival bonus. My mother tells me about her childhood when they used to write letters and wait for their replies. In the current version of WhatsApp, I come at unease when people don’t get the double blue ticks fifteen minutes after I have sent the message! In times that ‘last seen at..’ feature confirms the well-being of a person, I really can’t believe the patience people once had.…

  • Sestina-Gallore

    A Drop of Sweat

    A drop of water That defines my tales My lows and my turmoils The courage and all it takes A drop of water Saline and pure Rigor and vigorous Times of uncertainty and unsure A drop of water To sing all melodies Of success and triumphs Of learning and happinesses For it was this drop of sweat That made it through Which didn’t leave me When I was week and shrewd The drop to make all the difference To make a warrior from a frightened man A drop that I always cherish For galas die But hardwork persists

  • Life-Lenz

    The Secret Effect

    The Secret is a book I have owned for more than four years. It is a special one for it was the first book that I bought from my salary. Now just to emphasize how big a deal this is – I humbly accept I am a miser. There are just three places I don’t mind spending – Book Fairs/ Bok Shops, movie tickets and anything for my family members. Again movies are something my mother enjoys. Hence, officially books are the only thing I deeply, truly and inexplicably love and that I spend abundantly for. I clearly remember – I was attending training for my first job in Gandhinagar.…