That ugly wound which dug deep into your flesh, ripping apart the soft tender tissue and blood gushing out, sending all your senses screaming in pain. It would remain tingling there for days, reminding you of its very existence. It'l catapult your soul from the body, when you absent mindedly bang it on the wall… Continue reading Scar
I patiently wait for my inbox to load. . Loading. . Loading. . The progress bar seems to be ever expanding. And finally, my white themed traditional Gmail mailbox. . Inbox(3). I skim through the subjects. . "How was your travel" from one of the online travel booking sites. Yea right! The travel was horrible!… Continue reading Starred mail
I have seen him before. Not once or twice but on several occasions but at different places on the same street. Near the temple, under the enormous banyan tree, scavenging food in the garbage bin at the tea stall, sleeping on road, walking aimlessly muttering inaudible words, laughing maniacally. People call him a lunatic. I think… Continue reading A happy man. .
The door always had a problem. You need a knack to open it. Spending all your energy, turning it left and right wont do, you need pull the door tight and whisper "open . . open.. else I'll start swearing at you. ." And then, as it tests your patience, you hear a feeble click… Continue reading The little blue tea cups