Yesterday was just a regular day with me returning home in a BMTC Volvo bus. It is generally a short commute and I usually spend my time observing people around me. Euphemisms and sniggers can be generated for the previous…
Tales From Swarga – Part 2 – Ethnic Day
Vyasa was not in his best mood as he reached Swarga on this day. Today he was wearing colorful robes from his native place, Nepal. He missed wearing his regular ascetic’s robes. While never the sharpest of dressers Vyasa still…
Tales from Swarga – Part 1
It is just another normal day here at the Swarga Services Heavenly Ltd. The Gods have not yet arrived for work but the Rishis are already starting to get settled in for the work of the day. The Apsaras of…
The Gift of Hope
I have often felt myself unlucky for never having experienced relationships. But now I consider myself lucky for that. Rather a clean slate than a slate muddied up. Forgive me, dear reader, if I tend to uncharacteristically dawdle on matters…
The Unexpected Passenger
His eyes were bloodshot, weary but alert as the icy winds kept a steady pummel on him. His bushy beard still had brown remnants of a puddle strewn over him by a passing SUV a few hundred kilometers back. His…
At peace with Serendipity
With the last of the debacles behind me I am once again at peace with the hope for a moment of serendipity. I am content with solitude. Not to say that I would not dare to dream or to love…