Tag: melancholy

Life’s a Dream.

You can’t wake if you haven’t slept Dream if you haven’t wept Life itself is a puzzle What fun if you haven’t played. Daily chores of life Negate the fun, to be precise. Life feels like a circus ring We fake all the laughter…

Who pays – The Innocent or the Guilty?

“When one acts on pity against justice, it is the good whom one punishes for the sake of evil; when one saves the guilty from suffering, it is the innocent whom one forces to suffer. There’s is no escape from justice, nothing can be…

Photo Challenge -3

Premature Life There is something powerful in the pictures. Young, almost new born leaves were fallen and lay besides the old and aged ones. The supple young green color against the crackled old brown. Life is unpredictable. Whatever the reason or circumstances were, they…

Without the Higher Authority – Day 1

I could imagine the drunker stupor kicking in, dance music playing with disco lights, then transgressing to psychedelic rock. And I would feel “Comfortably Numb”.

The One where the Higher Authority leaves for home

I may have tried to “man-up” bidding you farewell even though it’s for a week, as I write this, tears start to make their way out, force themselves out in the open. Been together for the last 15 months through thick and thin, it…

Death: Short Story Part 2

बेटा, तुम तो गयो

Coffee:)

Short Stories- Part 1 Coffee: I like the way it keeps me awake at night. I can laugh, shout, love without any disturbances. I hate it the way it keeps me awake at night while my boss gently sleeps.

Withering happiness…

If one had to summarize the life lived till the just gone moment, it would be a mixed bag of numerous moments of varied emotions and feelings. But summarizing them, we feel only finite of them. Either we are happy or sad or angry…

Melancholy of Thoughts…

I was sitting out in the porch, and it was a lazy afternoon. The dry breeze was blowing, and surprisingly, it offered some respite from the heat. In the breeze, a few leaves fell off. I wondered – “Did the tree ever miss those…