The flying dog

"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth" - Albert Camus Part 1: The dogNo one knew the origin of his name, but everyone called the dog "Hotspot". Even his drunk master answered me that he was born "Hotspot" and that he could not recall as to how he got that name. Hotspot was a no-nonsense...

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Children and Grown-ups

 "All grown-ups were once children.....but only few of them remember it."  -Antoine de Saint-Expury, The Little PrinceDear friend, It has been about eight years now since we last met. I vividly and fondly remember our last meeting at my Delhi flat, us sipping wine and pointlessly discussing...

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A Story about Stories

Part 1: Irreverent stories I had once written a collection of around eight to ten stories, all of them twisted and whimsical. I shared them with a voracious reader friend of mine. She read them all while I nervously waited for her feedback. She warm-heartedly responded "dude-they-are-brillliant....

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The yellow butterfly story

Aisha, his six year old niece, was on the other side of the phone call. In an usual cute voice of hers, she demanded a bed time story from her favourite uncle.  Last winter, when he had visited his sister, he had pampered Aisha with a bed time story every night and the ending of these stories...

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The Identity

" I have no desires, save the desire to express myself in defiance of all the world's muteness" - Vladimir Nabokov _____________________________________________________________________________ Part 1: The Identity Who am I? A question so simple yet so philosophical that it has soothed souls...

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A letter of good spirits

"Human life is but a series of  footnotes to a vast obscure unfinished masterpiece"- Vladimir Nabokov This post is an epistolary attempt where a psychologist based out of Mumbai writes a hand-written letter to his wife in US, who is also locked down with their daughter (Ayesha) due to the...

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Annual Letter to the Students

Prague, 02.05.2019 "We all have our times machines, don't we. Those that take us back are memories...And those that carry us forward, are dreams." - H.G. Wells Dear Students, As the calendar changes, I hope that with mirth and laughter you let your old wrinkles come to the year 2020! Like every...

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In the local train journey

"Abiding in the midst of ignorance, thinking themselves wise and learned, fools go aimlessly hither and thither, like blind led by the blind"                           -Katha Upanishad Part 1: He tweets and believes Everyday he...

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And it rained

Part 1:The Office The clock had hit few minutes past six in the evening and she rushed to finish her work so that she could step out early and spend some time by herself. As she was trying to concentrate on her last mile of work, one of her colleague came and asked her as to when was she leaving...

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