When I studied the west, which is all many of us seem to be doing by design, I came across … More
Tag: story
O Monkey, Monkey, wherefore art thou Monkey?
There was a time, though I cannot seem to either remember or imagine it anymore, when I was actually excited … More
Fragments and Illustrations
Pencils. I love pencils. I miss pencils. Their woody bodies and graphite cores. I wanted to make straight lines. Maybe … More
Not all those who wander…
Dear friend of my heart, who wanders listlessly in the deserted streets of wakeful nights, searching for someone who would … More
Dreams, Orchids and Fruits
Dear Friend of my Heart, In my dream last night an angry red-headed man started becoming a story. He turned … More
Loss
Dear Friend of my Heart, We were so deeply immersed in a callous darkness, drawing feeble lines of colors we … More
When I Grow up
Dear Friend of my Heart, I saw a middle-aged man sit beside a sapling and speak to it of everything … More
The Gravity of a Dream
Dear Friend of my Heart, As you wander these unpaved paths, soaked to the bones in the ethereal rain of … More
Treasures, Wings and the Moon
Dear Friend of my Heart, I was going through some old pieces of writing earlier and something peculiar and amusing … More
Leafy Labyrinth
repetition. The same movement over and over, every time a little off. Every time the same movement? A little off? … More