"If a government uses the instruments of power in its hands for the purpose of leading a people to ruin, then rebellion is not only the right but also the duty of every individual citizen....we must not forget that the highest aim of human existence is not the maintenance of a State or Government but … Continue reading Where are all the HUMANS ?
Feminism Invalid
यत्र नार्यः पूज्यन्ते तत्र देवताः रमन्ते, यत्र तु एताः न पूज्यन्ते तत्र सर्वाः क्रियाः अफलाः- Where women are worshiped, there lives the Gods and where they are not worshiped, all actions are rendered fruitless. When above lines define the culture of my soil where does feminism fit in Bharatiyan context? Feminism strives for egalitarianism but … Continue reading Feminism Invalid
Christ’s Pandemic
I have always felt drawn towards Egypt from my childhood, maybe I was amongst them in one of my previous births. Soft deserts, beautiful eye makeovers, scent of old pharaohs and wise crowds in long skirts perpetually thrilled me, for that is how I imagined the streets of market place in Egypt. The thought of … Continue reading Christ’s Pandemic
Eating The Inedible
The milk tea boiled, diffusing its aroma in the evening air. A huge crowd awaited, encompassing the stall before being slowly unemployed with tea, cookies and cake (a deadly combination). She sat on the bench, waiting for her train, eyeing the crowd not without jealousy, sorrow and abhorrence. “You shouldn’t have been so adamant on … Continue reading Eating The Inedible
LUNAR REICH
“We are here to wake up” It was 1.38 a.m. on Saturday and calefaction of the surface was occurring at sky high speed, anon the thermometer would be reading around 260 degree F. Howbeit, these nimbus factors were in no way fortunate on the self poised, decelerating Vikram. 1.2 miles from the surface and like … Continue reading LUNAR REICH
Cosmetae
Azure light reflected from the pipette necked, discoid bodied, dramatic container. The graphically translucent glass containing a liquid, of course, for which it was exclusively made, is presently being reached by a slender hand. It is a costly affair. No, not the bottle of cologne but the hand itself. It is a hand of a … Continue reading Cosmetae
EXTRATERRESTRIALS
Image by Ghanishtha Bhatti What crosses your mind first? A laser eyed, extended jawed and armadillo scaled beast who can lacerate you even from a couple of miles or did you envision those cute little almond eyed, parakeet coloured aliens with spring like antennas who crash lands in some nearby woods and pleads to be … Continue reading EXTRATERRESTRIALS
Blue is my colour…
A blast of tearing air, a blinding light from the slit of curtains, a feeling of being left behind... As I gained consciousness reality peppered like stab of blades. I'd gone to sleep just after 12 at midnight and oh! was it 12 noon at which I'm waking? Fear not, it was just 8 in … Continue reading Blue is my colour…
Only The Name Means JOY(Breast Ironing)
Again she dropped the stone on hearth and allowed it to get warm. After a while she pressed Boitumelo’s breasts with it. Boitumelo felt a melting sensation within and then she noticed it going inside. Crying till her throat went dry and prickly she tried to run but in vain. Being a girl of twelve … Continue reading Only The Name Means JOY(Breast Ironing)
ein Dankesbrief
There were around sixty of them , the class was almost full with boys except the first row . I trudged towards the last bench glancing sideways if I could find an empty seat but there were none . It felt like I was in an alienated world but with me being the one amongst them … Continue reading ein Dankesbrief