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Just one more day

Most of us have been hankering and stalling the obvious longing some time or the other. This ambivalence is the outcome of grass being green on both sides of the fence. The juxtaposition of feelings carries the ironic mocking on destiny. I had gone through the same feeling when that coveted call for travelling to States dropped on my cell. There was a sudden onset of excitement followed by the melancholy of leaving Pune. I had managed to get two weeks time but unfortunately had to rush to Gurgaon for some urgent office work. The hopes for spending maximum time with all friends and loved ones shattered but few ounces of it was still alive as I had a week. Unfavorable circumstances leads to defence mechanisms like suppression and I too surenderd to its powers, sweet memories and sour reverberating through the walls of my temple and I couldn’t read past a single page of Short stories by Saki through out the journey to and from Gurgaon. Flashes of more than three beautiful ye...

The Triangle

The ceiling fan shadow extending towards him slowly paving the way for the impending darkness. The entire afternoon was a lull, the distant honking along with the rustling leaves of a nearby tree in tune with his heart beat tethered to the harbinger of eternal pain were settling on his ears like a melancholic euphony.  Pigeons happen to frequent the window of his room trying to pry about the triangle. The triangle is somewhat dissimilar to the legendary Devil’s triangle. Its three vertices happen to be desire, punishment and the soul. The one being pulled inside is the social being. The upshot of desire is the deplorable actions involved in fulfilling it, followed by the punishment for the doings. Thus the soul deterioration leads to underwhelm the supreme-being and hence the triangle . The pigeon mockingly leaves his room fluttering its wings as though running away from his insanities. He feels hungry after formulating the socio-geometric theorem and so the clichéd 2 min no...

Consciousness of his subconscious

Another of my futile attempts to tell the people of something they already know of owing to the fact that there is lot of intellectual development this century (pun intended). A thought just entered while e-penning down this post..., the electronic media helps me in saving paper at the cost of energy, it helped in revolutionizing Egypt accrediting the legendary tweet that will be embossed in golden words on the “wall”. Please I would like to remain undisturbed will be the the nightly prayer of his' very soon. Tweet: Egypt’s mubarak wants to remain undisturbed. She’s in his subconscious claiming to hold the entire executive system of his conscious. (Subconscious a tricky term coined to part the conscious and the unconscious has a lot of strings attached given by Freud or Carl jung.)  It begins hours after the fall of the sun into the abyss when he has entered into the dream state, arrives a princess donning a black-pink saree draped around her so gracefully her aura beaming hi...