The Girl Who Never Smiled

Once upon a time, there was a friend of mine. Well, she is alive, so it feels kind of odd to use ‘was’ while referring to her. It’s just how stories like these go. Infact it's how any story goes. Hers started when she met me. I’m not saying she was trudging along in her... Continue Reading →

How to Perform a Sacrifice: 102

Read the First Part of this story here: How to perform a Sacrifice: 101 Part 2 My sleep broke quite late in the morning inspite of my best efforts and intentions. I woke up to a lot of noise and hustle outside my room. My brother had already woken up and was munching on some bakery... Continue Reading →

How to perform a Sacrifice: 101

Part 1 Animal sacrifice or Bali -as it is called in our village and the ones around it- is a ritual that has been followed for a number of generations in the mountains. I’m sure there are many places in India where this ritual has been quite popular and remains till date, but I can... Continue Reading →

Shiva: A God Awakens Part 1

Hi Guys. This is the first part of a series about Lord Shiva that I'm starting. If you like it and want me to continue it; please like, comment and follow my blog. At one side of the world Rudra opened his eyes; all of them. He didn’t know how long he had been walking... Continue Reading →

Chirping of the Birds

It was three thirty in the night, and I was watching a movie. With a serial killer on the loose and Nicholas Cage in the lead role the movie had my full attention. It was around 4 o’ clock that I heard the familiar chirping outside my room. Directly in front of the balcony of... Continue Reading →

The Sunset

It's April time in Himachal, and unlike the rest of the country, the winters refuse to leave the mountains. A constant gust of cold wind keeps blowing across the valley between two hillocks where I live. I as usual am sitting in my balcony gazing across the beautiful mountains trying to come up with a... Continue Reading →

Drowning Bridge

(Based on a true story) Bijoy quickened his pace. The hour was late, and he needed to get home. The children must be waiting on me for supper he thought. He was familiar with the path on the river he had followed almost all his life, and inspite of the thick winter fog obscuring his... Continue Reading →

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