And that’s Where the Workshop happened
An experience at Digantar is uncomfortable,
awkward and close to being amongst aliens when you are not a teacher. It’s a
good thing that I didn’t think a lot before going a Children’s Literature
workshop run by Digantar in Jaipur. If I did, I would have...
Sunday, June 28, 2015
Sunday, June 14, 2015
A Dental Visit
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I wish my father told me, “Fear the Dentist, son”, instead of, “Always visit the dentist once a year, you only have one set of teeth blah blah”. However, now I have the habit of visiting the dentist. There is nothing to worry about from the moment you walk inside the dentist office to sitting in...
Sunday, May 10, 2015
Mr. Khan - A man of this world
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Mr. Khan is a man of Mumbai, a man of life and a man of the last age and this passing one too. Life treated him hard so he hardened his heart, but still kept trust in his soul. When his father died, he left college to take up the mantleship of a beard earner, all because his elder brothers were not willing to. He worked hard, a bit of this, a bit of that, learning his skills and eventually, setting...
Sunday, May 3, 2015
The Apologetic Old Man
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He moved cat-like because that’s how you needed to flow when getting onto the bus. Little did our protagonist know that today was a day of old men. He leaped in, his broad shoulders fighting for space amongst other commuters. It was a tiring day of sitting in the office, going through documents and typing things out. One never realises how tired you get, until it’s time to return home, until it’s...
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Shoot the Cannon
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Siege of Pyongyang (1593)
It was calm. A soft breeze blew across with various smells of death and sweat along with an intense tension. Han was not alone in noticing this smell. A unit of 50 soldiers stood on the parapet armed and ready to receive the attacking Japanese. He lowered his weapon...
Sunday, April 5, 2015
Forgive and Forget Part II
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(If you haven't read, Forgive and Forget Part I, go ahead and give it a read!)
The family ate their grain, finished dinner and the night mat
was laid out on ground. The moon already shone brightly in the starry sky and
it was time to sleep. His daughter had already dozed away. That’s...
Sunday, March 29, 2015
Forgive and Forget Part I
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“I won’t forgive him”, he spoke.
“You have to”, she said. Her hands cupped his face and bought it close. They kissed for a moment and broke off.
“I can’t”, Hack repeated.
“If you don’t... it will consume you.”
They kissed again. He was on top of her.
“I’ll try”, he started to thrust.
“Hack,...
Sunday, March 15, 2015
Matter of Convenience
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Storming of the Bastille
It was like a school classroom. A single wooden chair hugged the corner of the room. It was like a seat reserved for the naughty child. A table and chair was in the middle and the other half of the room was occupied with rows of chairs. Now, imagine this classroom...
Sunday, March 1, 2015
The Falling Circus
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Something you normally wouldn't see
He was sitting on the aeroplane and then, he was not. It was not like he had stepped out of the jet. Wind hit his face, harder and faster than you can ever imagine. His skin and hair was tugged back. His lips were forcefully tucked inside his mouth. His lungs...
Sunday, February 22, 2015
In Control
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The Setting
“So you’re going to kill me?” Jake spoke, putting iron in his voice and not showing a hint of fear. He was barely past his twenties, the last few weeks would make any person loose to the fear of death.
“I’m afraid I have to”, the elderly man spoke with a clipped voice.
Anyone...
Saturday, February 7, 2015
Life of a Bus
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Wheels on the bus go round and round
Once everyone sang my song, now, few do. Or maybe I just don't hear it. Well, it does not matter. My wheels still go round and round. The roads have become bumpier and my joints groan, but still I run true as time goes by.
Once I was painted yellow....
Sunday, February 1, 2015
Exploding Rockets II
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Tipu Sultan's Rocket Demolish the British Army
(This is Part II of last week Blog Post Exploding Rockets I, so if you haven't read it, do go ahead and read that one first.)
His hands worked swiftly grabbing the powder and musket ball from his ammunition bag. David Baird crouched as he reloaded...
Monday, January 26, 2015
Exploding Rockets I
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“Here they come”, that’s the message that ran through the troops. Dinesh felt nervous as his sword slid out from its sheath. It was a curved blade that would have glinted in sunlight, if it had been there. Instead, the sky was painted with a bright orange shade as the sun set down. He...
Sunday, January 18, 2015
When Death Calls
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Death called to him. The wound hurt him, it pained him, but it would not be long since that death would come to him. The blood had almost stopped flowing from his wound. His body lay in the mud that had soaked in all the blood, otherwise he would have been floating in a pool of his own blood. And...
Sunday, January 11, 2015
Don't Know
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The only reason I touch the toolbox is to work on my PC, and I only use the screwdrivers.
“I’m sorry dad”, he apologised. “It’s okay, it’s okay”, the father repeated as his fingers were busy turning the tap handle. His back was bent as he was engrossed in his work. “It’s been leaking...
Saturday, January 3, 2015
The Savage Man
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Over twenty people stood patiently and impatiently at the bus stop. All of them waiting for a bus to reach their destination. In front of the bus stop was a road packed with vehicles zipping away. In the distance a red bus appeared and suddenly, everyone was edging forward on the road. A slight...
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