Starr Comes Back

People come, people go; we think, we live & exist. The universe has its ways of communicating with us. It's expressed as people, signs, icons & other symbols or meanings that we use to make sense of the world around us. The individual who exists in his or her social collective is wired to think …

Thoughts in Time, Save Lives

The sunshine illuminated their grinning faces like the warmth of a rekindled friendship. Some of them could not remember the last time they had seen the sun. Drenched in its glow, surrounded by frolic, their skins wrapped in winter wear, the lawns seemed to have stirred their familiarity with the earth. The individuals watched the …

Emotions Make Life Better

For many years, it has been commonly accepted knowledge that anxiety and depression are ravaging households and societies across the world. In developing, developed, emerging or any other label one ascribes to a nation-state or country, these metaphorical twins, anxiety and depression seem to have become an integral part of life. In fact, there are …

Open Minds Open The World

For as long as we can remember, we've had the feeling that there is too much happening around us. The truth is that most of it is noise. We know how a majority of the universe is composed of dark matter. Meaning, to say that a healthy part of the universe is composed of nothing. …

Back To Writing After a 5 Month Break

He had turned 27 years old a few days ago. He was feeling good about it. As if he were just getting started with his life. And what a life. Whenever, he heard the word 'life', his thoughts would drift to the monotonous senselessness that life had seemed to be, that had so plagued him …

She Will Make You A Dreamer. So Would He, For It Went Both Ways.

She radiated a field of energy around her which proclaimed strength, confidence and sass in capital letters coloured with the deepest possible shade of blood red. Especially her eyes. Transfixed on that stare, he had felt the vibrations of something deeper, the possibility that her way of thought wasn't along the mainstream lines of rules …

Fighting Back

Sins wanted to have clarity, in the sense that he wanted to know exactly what he needed to do to live a life of comfort and style. His girlfriend, on the other hand knew so, exactly, and he couldn't help but admire her zeal, wondering where on earth, or rather, when on earth would he …

Goodbye Starr. Show Them.

They met on a pleasant 1st October afternoon and parted ways without a good-bye in the early morning of 25th. It had been the happiest twenty-four days of his life. He jogged his memory trying to think about her words, the strength, the beauty of it, delivered with charm, passion and empathy, her eyes, the …

The Personal God

Sins reached the city of Mysuru in Karnataka state at the crack of dawn, tagging along with a friend who was driving an old, withered bike, which threatened and looked to fall apart any moment. They had borrowed the bike from a second-hand dealer, promising the man that his share in the consignment would be …

Disappointments

Malcolm began the day at seven in the morning, and had been about to head to his gymnasium when he realised it was a Sunday, and no matter as much as he adored his gymnasium because of the feel good vibes and the crowd which came there, he had to admit that he hated its …

Smiles, Conflicts and Making A Difference

Sins was feeling totally whacked out of his mind courtesy the woman he had just met. The woman was the Brand Manager of a company which had just posted its record year in terms of both turnover and profits, and naturally Sins had smelt money waiting to be spent on their marketing activities for this …

The Dreams of Lord Sins

Sins hadn't seen a dream in weeks, and for some reason this fact bothered him because he believed dreams carried secret messages conveyed from his soul to his conscious, thinking self, his mind. Dreams were fascinating, they were like a puzzle, a riddle to solve, by associating images together through whatever logic possible, and most …

Champion. Fighter. Promotion.

Twenty two days ago, Sins had been promoted to become a Sales manager, which meant in addition to creating presentations and excel sheets for the company's existing and prospective clients, he would be making a lot of calls as well. This meant discipline, dedication, hard work and commitment. Sins had always been a hard worker, …

The Age of Flesh

Starr woke up on a bright Sunday afternoon and promptly went back to sleep again. Beside her, Sins lay with his back slightly arched, working away on his laptop diligently, intently scouring for new brands and companies to pitch his business to. Sins loved prospecting like this, firmly lost inside the crevices of his mind, …

The Sound of Sirens

Sins was taking a gigantic shit at six in the morning when the light in his bathroom went out. Left with nothing but the sound of his breathing and his butt spewing torrents of shit towards the splashing water beneath, he recalled how last night had been a disaster waiting to happen. He had started …

The Joy of Problems

Sins wept in silence. For the umpteenth time that day, he tried to sweep his feelings under an imaginary rug, but he couldn't. He couldn't come to terms with the amount of effort that it took to create value, and then watch it disintegrate right it front of his eyes, helpless and powerless at the …

Bitter Bar

"Anarchy. Disarray. This is the world today", a drunk Sins told the woman he had met at the bar an hour back. The woman stared at him in slight amusement. The conversation had taken an interesting turn a couple of minutes back, morphing into the behaviour of the society that they were a part of, …

Starry Sins

Sins didn't like getting old. It was a bit narcissistic of him to think like that, but he couldn't help it. He didn't want to get old. After all, who did? No one, that's who. He was standing within an inch off his dusty mirror placed atop his bathroom's washbasin. Glaring at the wrinkles lined …

The Story of Starr

Starr wasn't feeling well. Attributing it to the sudden change in temperature outside, she trudged morosely, without any feelings of productivity towards the kitchen to wolf down the three pieces of cheese burst pizza left over from last night. She couldn't find her phone, and it bothered her for some reason, probably the absence of …

The Force of Marijuana and Love

"I am the best! And I'll take out the best!", screamed Sins at the top of his voice to no one in particular from the terrace, and then lit a cigarette. A few minutes later he began staring at the terrace opposite, hoping for his neighbor to arrive. They had winked at each other the …

Outmuscled and Broken

Malcolm entered the room, his head spinning wildly. The last time he had drunk this much before was exactly seven months ago, on the occasion of his best friend's wedding. Not that he had liked to go, but only because she had asked him to come. After all, they had been extremely close, lovers even, …

The Drug Dream

Mathew had three friends. When he had been high last night, he had spent three hours trying to understand the meaning of a friend, and had finally settled on connectedness, after admitting to himself that he had overthought and become partially emotional. He had passed out thinking happy thoughts about the opposite sex, and wondered …

Progressive Addiction

Malcolm dreamed about progress. He felt the framework of a vision, the vision for his future, a bright, brilliant and secure future, one where leisure, fun and frolic were a given, with food, nature and sex in plenty. He dreamed about it so often, that he had once masturbated to the vision, with the scenes …

Starry Nights

Sins closed the door of his room quietly, making sure the latch didn't make any sound as he bolted it shut. He loved privacy, since it meant he could be naked while he worked on his laptop. The nature of work was a force of habit. A habit he had sustained now, for ten long …

Educated, Privileged and Elite

Sins stayed in a bungalow. It had been bought by his grandfather twenty-five years ago, and was twenty kilometres from the outskirts of the main city. Sins was brought up here. His childhood was happy and gay, as he would frolic from one part of the house to another, ending in the vacant plot of …

Drugged Satan

As soon as he came to his senses, his first feeling was - weariness. Abject, brutal, crushing weakness. He hadn't done anything physical that day, neither had he read or dwelled on important things like current affairs about the country's politics and economy. It was six in the evening, the sun, was by now a …

The Godfather

It seemed to Sins as if, his life was just perfect. It was neither too comfortable but neither too tough. Just perfect. His job required him to stretch his limits intellectually while his evenings were spent exerting himself physically. It was the ideal life, according to him. Once, his finances were taken care of to …

Goaded Productivity

Sins felt the dopamines coarsing through his body, a sudden rush of blood to his head sent him into splits, his breathing became more controlled as he pushed the last repetition of the bench press, feeling all the load on the centre of his contracted chest. Yes, the pre-workout protein was definitely a boost. Sins …

Will

Sins grabbed hold of his soft, fluffy white pillow and grasping it firmly, tore it into half, proceeding to beat the non-living object to pulp, sprouting cotton feathers all over the place. Now, even more enraged at the ensuing mess, Sins screamed with all his might, his gaze moving upwards. "Get out of my head! …

Bare Essentials

The chill in the air was palpable, as Sins made his way out of the station, to the buffet hosted by a colleague from work. The venue, Barbecue Nation was slightly familiar, his last visit having taken place when he was in college two years ago. His mouth salivated when he remembered the soft pieces …