The Spat

‘Get the fuck out of my life!’ she growled. ‘I am tired of you, your delusional debates, your filthy mind, and your hideous appearance. I just want to get rid of you. So for your own sake, get out of my fucking life!’ ‘You won’t find solace in this contaminated world, Amelia. Here I am;... Continue Reading →


The King

‘You don’t deserve to be a King’ A gruesome battle ensued. *** He woke up late after a long and sleepless night. He was tired and hungry. A few monkeys slipped a note to him last evening informing him of a potential kill. The king was overwhelmed and prepared for a sumptuous meal for a... Continue Reading →

The Anatomy of Love – In India (Part 3)

The area that a breakup affects the most is friendship especially when the two of you had common friends. They are left in a fix –Whoever appears sinking is generally rescued first. Yes, friends are the greatest source of liberation when fallouts happen between two lovers. They act as your family and caretakers. Sometimes they... Continue Reading →

The Anatomy of Love – In India (Part 1)

‘We broke up’ – That’s quite a hardliner to digest in one go but predominantly this little statement has gained a cult status among Indian youth. It all starts as a substance of affirmed affections and some breezy innuendos. Then there are promises enough to ravage societal norms and traditions.  The herculean task of convincing... Continue Reading →

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