Reading Experience#3

The Color purple-by Alice Walker The Author beautifully and poignantly experiments with the rudiments of English language, leaving the reader in awe, who all keep reading it in the spirit of authenticity that the book creates in the reader’s mind. There was something unusual about the book, especially the narration.The reading and the characters felt…

Evil desires

Sometimes I wish of dying,so much so,that I weigh down the various options I have,and choose,the one which will cause minimal discomfort and pain,and quickly releaves me of all these tumorous feelings. But you know,each time I pledge to do so,I retreat,maybe because I’m not brave enough to pull this off,maybe my reasons aren’t strong…

I had a dream…

I had a dream, which was quixotic in all it’s aspects. It was the manifestation of my subconscious, as if holding onto my unfulfilled desires and through the keyhole of my imagination, projecting on my conscious grey matter. It was a bliss until my eyes fixated on something grisly which wasn’t supposed to be there,…

Why do I feel sad ?

Do I feel sad for the days, I haven’t lived enough. Or do I feel sad for the moments, I haven’t cherished thoroughly. I do talk, nowadays. But, now my talks lack content and nectar, they are bereft of the essence of life. I’m retrieving myself into a coccoon, which is made up of the…

Reading Experience # 2

The Unsafe Asylum – Anirudh Kala It’s a story describing the impact of India-Pakistan partition on the psyche of common masses, driving some of them into madness or psychosis while others who were already susceptible to this menace succumbed in the worst possible way. The narrative takes the help of a fictional psychiatrist Dr Prakash…

Story of a unrequited love.

Every day, Just before I doze of, I think about you. Believe me, I don’t want to, but I do. Imagining your voice and moving figure, soothes my soul. But the wound it soothes were caused by you. I know, I’ll keep loving you no matter what. Because I’m mad in love, and it’s okay…

To this date.

I don’t know where to begin, even when things have come to an end. I keep asking myself, was I waiting for this doomsday to come ? My soul reverberated, but you did know the end in the beginning itself. Look at you, shredded into pieces, looking like a mess, hitting the adulthood with no…

The fear of Oblivion Entrenched in..

We call ourselves unique and live in a delusional bubble of self-pity and misery , partly unaware of the fact that there are millions like us on the same lines. Let’s rewind to past , back in my childhood , I started experiencing some subjective feeling of pain / needle prick sensations , bouts of…

A typical day in Quarantine

You wake up when the sun is at its peak , and the beacon of light filters through the curtain caressing your hair , making you aware that it is way past early morning hours . If you are living with your family , you might be fortunate enough to receive the bombardment of taunts…