The soul of Pushkar

As I walked into the train, the eyes of cultural folk met me by the seat. Each wearing a multicoloured turban and carrying a proudly rounded mustache on their face. Little did I realise the spiritual trip I was embarking upon. Pushkar (a city in India) has this magic. It has this enchantment where it…

Build yourself up, again!

Is it not a perfect day to wake up? Gloomy, rainy, oblivious to the troubles of mankind. As you stare out of the window, in the street, people can be seen running off to take shelter, while a postman continues with his job unperturbed. Is it his requirement or his dedication that makes him continue…

The diary

There was truly something magical about this antique shop. I walked through the door and couldn’t believe my eyes. There was a book, a diary per se. A peculiarly beautiful diary with leather bound hardback consisting of creamy papers yellowed a little by age. A kind of book that must have existed for about twenty…

Stay away from the repulsive forces of the universe

Impractical! Is it not the first word that comes to your mind when you read the title? How can one even avoid the forces of nature or the universe, when we are also a part of it? In part, it stands true. We cannot avoid the existence of the universe, but can we say the…

Love

You were meant to fly love, but all you did, is wither and die. (c)boringbug

Light

Looking in hindsight, the world looks jumbled, as I glance over my shoulder the shadows loom, aware not that I am the light they so desperately seek. (C)boringbug