Once upon a time in the curious life of a coffee roaster

All good things come to an end, or that is what they say. The end of a probable beginning. The same goes for this. The story of the end of a saga. A story that almost began. The fall, the skip, the ambiguity. A time that indicates… … a goodbye. The two years of life….

What difference does a colour make?

“Is that your friend?” “Yea dad! And he is quite intelligent.” “Well! He is dark. I can’t even see his face clearly.” “It’s a dark photograph dad. Trust me, his face is visible enough just like his personality.” “Where is he from?” “He is from India.” “Definitely not a Christian. A Muslim? Or a Hindu?” “An…

A Dream

I hurried through one corridor after another. Looking for a stairway. “It would be fun to be lost, as other people were ” I thought! I knew of course, that I could not be, even for a moment. But I was still having trouble finding a stairway that would take me up. “Perhaps I would never…

The Girl In The Black

Rahul woke up first, with his bruised and dented thoughts. Unsure of what was being pursued? The thoughts, the idea, the likeliness or the augmentation. It was a conundrum, this love. He sat and watched the freckled face, still soundly asleep next to him. Pillowed on the arm of his hands. Except for the apparent…

The Man In A Portrait

It was a bright day in April, the clocks were striking noon. The dark figure swiftly made his way through the narrow alley in an effort to escape the summer wind. Slipping through the wooden doors of an old dilapidated mansion behind, he entered along with a swirl of gritty dust. The mansion hallway smelled of…

The Unwritten Diary

Sometimes it’s better to leave the pages of history blank. Some excerpts are better off unwritten. Better off as an “unwritten diary”.