Rants – Dreams Unlimited

Akram

Akram is dead. Brutally dead. Painfully dead, Maggot eaten dead. Was he human, for the world around him?Who knows? For he died like an animal, Screaming and rotting. He had a mother, a sister a brother. But most of all, he was mourned by his hen. For his mother, his sister, his brother and hisContinue reading “Akram”

No More Goodbyes

I am never again doing a goodbye. I am tired of goodbyes. I think I have had my very unfair share of goodbyes for someone only hitting their late thirties … I think I am numb now. You know… like how your leg feels, or doesn’t feel when you get up after sitting cross leggedContinue reading “No More Goodbyes”

Grumpy’s Mornings

“I don’t do mornings” – that’s a tshirt I am going to be asked to get cremated in. I DON’T DO MORNINGS -I want to shout it out from the top of my terrace and let the whole town know. I don’t do mornings – I want to put that up as the work IMContinue reading “Grumpy’s Mornings”

Edge of the World

The beach on a moonless night, is as close to magic as I have ever experienced.The beach on a solitary moonless night, pristine, quiet and empty is an experience that is divine and eternal. Even for an atheist.Masala had followed me from home across the polished private route through The Lalit, inspite of several discouragingContinue reading “Edge of the World”

My Portal to Peace – Sunset Point

I felt peace. It was 2 am in the morning, or the night.The sky was clear. Sparkling. Literally. With a million stars and the seven of my favourites, the saptrishi, were right above. At the perfect viewing angle.The moon was the right shape. Not the boring full circle. But the elegant crescent, placed right amidstContinue reading “My Portal to Peace – Sunset Point”

A New Life… A New Story…

You, little Radhika, yes, for me you will always be little. You were born into my arms. Or atleast that’s how I choose to remember it. For a moment, in all that confusion and chaos, when your drunk father was absent and your aunt had gone away for her lunch and your mother was underContinue reading “A New Life… A New Story…”

Watch your Weight

I stared at the weighing machine scale. Willing it, with every fiber of my being to shift left, focusing all my brain waves into shifting it left, praying to all the gods I had once fed, to shift it left, making yet another deal with the universe, if only it shifted left. But it didn’t.Continue reading “Watch your Weight”

Four Weeks

“Anyone help! Need a bed with oxygen in Rajkot” “Folks, anyone has contacts in Delhi? Need Remdesvir…” “My friend’s brother needs ECMO, any leverage in Baroda?” “Age 40, father of two, SpO2 at 60, help me find a ventilator bed in Chennai. No forwards. Please” “Need Amphotericin – B in Patna, any leads?” “Need woodContinue reading “Four Weeks”

Ten things to NOT do when the guy who dumped you gets married…..

For all those heartbroken souls out there, adding to the immense problem of global warming by throwing tear drenched tissues after tear drenched tissues into the endless landfills, overwhelming the universe with your sadness and sorrow, polluting the internet with cheesy memes about your broken hearts, let me tell you, as a five times experiencedContinue reading “Ten things to NOT do when the guy who dumped you gets married…..”

Heema….

We were probably fifteen when we first met. I had moved to her school. And my first ever thought on seeing her was….”Wow! She’s gorgeous.” Even in those loose-fitting pale beige trousers and white shirts that was our school uniform, Heema stood out. As one of the most beautiful people I’d ever seen till then.Continue reading “Heema….”