Sunday, March 11, 2018

Here is a Story

The fire glowed in the dark and one could see the bodies sitting around it. The tall figure was an old man, a beard dropped to from his face. The small figures, surrounding him and the fire, were little boys, but to the old man they were not little boys anymore. Some of their faces were haggard,...

Sunday, February 18, 2018

I didn’t become a priest

What do you do? Do you look up at the stars and look wait for that classic shooting star? Do you wait for an angel possibly disguised as a person to give you a sign? Or, do you look for the ultimate sign, the burning bush and does a burning forest qualify as that? Just what is this God’s sign...

Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Jittery Lights

I walk in and out. I walk in and out. I walk in and then out, and every time I have to switch the light off. Because, for some reason, it keeps switching back in. “Click.” There, the light is now off. I walk out. The home I live in is an unconventionally big one in the city. It occupies the...

Friday, January 5, 2018

Waiting for a Mother

I watched her. There is without a doubt that she is the most beautiful person in the world. I wasn’t one for pick up lines, but looks like God lost one of his angels. She was dressed in a white gown, it was a simple one, not like those exquisite ones, just a simple one, and you know what, simple is good. She looked even beautiful when she was nervous. She was the love of my life and we were getting...

Friday, December 1, 2017

Thursday, August 31, 2017

A Sick Robber

No, no, no, I killed her! That wasn’t supposed to happen.  The gun was in my hand. About 10 meters ahead. a beautiful girl, my girl, my comrade in arms, was lying and dying on the floor. A puddle of blood was pooling next to her. Beside her lay a dead, and very much stupid security officer and his double barrel shotgun. He is dead, or dying.  It’s his fault. It’s his god damn his fault,...

Saturday, June 17, 2017

Riches of the World

“The legends say that deep through the cracks of this mountain, pass the tunnels and caves, lies a massive mountain of gold”. “Really Uncle?” the child piped up. “Sage never believed legends. They are only myths and stories”, his uncle patted the child’s head, and then they parted away from...