Love is not the great romance we have been exposed to since forever, nothing extravagant, nothing apparently large. Love is simple, it is in the intricacies of life, the little things we do to save ourselves, the things we do to give our perception a direction, the things we do to give this valueless life some moments of fulfillment, some moments of living.
In the midst of the wavering shores of loud oceans of aversion, rests a heap of grains of sand that has thrived on the perplexing but supporting system of hopefulness that keeps them unwetted by the oceanic water. Systems being created out of mere dust that call in to hold a place in the Multiverse … Continue reading The Absurdity of a Wistful Existence
With the advent of the idea of the word "Nature", an association of trees, streams, mountains and clear breeze paved way for something that stood outside civilizations- not just trees and wildlife, but also Humans. Humans are at the highest strata of the social ladder. Our genius and intelligence can be blamed for placing ourselves … Continue reading The Twilight of an Abyss
"Coo... coo... coo...That's the best way I can mimic the sound, grandpa. It was eerie, sounded like a call or a code. I'm still shaken by the sound of it." I described, to my grandfather, the sound which woke me up all night. Grandpa gave me a bemused look. His old eyes seemed to travel … Continue reading DEMYSTIFYING THE BANJHAKRI TALES