This is one part of the Mahabharat, (from the ending, where the good stuff is). If you haven't heard of The Mahabharat, then, drop the mobile phone, pick out flowers for your grave, and prepare a coffin, because you don't deserve to live. The Mahabharat is a fantastic Indian Epic, and I'm not going to … Continue reading THE ELDER BROTHER’S SURVIVAL GUIDE #1 : GET A DOG
This is a tale of a different boy. A different sort of man. He was called Himsaka at birth, then changed to Ahimsaka, and then, following events made it Angulimala. His birth was marked by several omens, most of them bad. The constellation of thieves appeared in the skies, and black cats swarmed the palace. … Continue reading ANGULIMALA AND THE DIVINE TREADMILL
Mr. E. Fitzgerald was a quiet old man in his seventies, with a French beard, silvery white hair, a walking cane and an all-knowing smile. He wore a smart grey suit, and pants to suit, too. He was the Mayor of Marleborough. It wasn't really a lucrative position, because of the many Multi-National Companies around the place … Continue reading THE MAYOR OF MARLEBOROUGH
She was running. Running for her life. She turned right into a street, dimly lit and lonely. As she ran, she looked to her right and to her left; she felt as if her shadow was chasing her. Terrified, she ran faster. Her legs were getting tired, and she was breathing heavily. She slowed down. A car pulled … Continue reading WHODUNIT?- THE BEGINNING
I’m going to start off with a statement – our childhood is incomplete without insects. Look back at your life, and you’ll find some insect playing some part in your life. As for me, let’s just say it started off with termites and ants, and progressed to spiders, and then cockroaches. TERMITES AND SPIDERS So, … Continue reading MY TRYST WITH INSECTS
This guy has written a story about me, so, I guess it is customary to return the favor. So...where to start? I'll assume you recall me stumbling into class for the first time et cetera, et cetera. The first time I talked to him was probably in the third period of my first day, predictably, … Continue reading MY TRYST WITH HINDU SCHOOL-THE STORY OF RISHI V.
Gerascophobia, named after the son of Nyx, Geras, from Greek mythology, is the fear of old age and inevitable death. As Wikipedia defines it, Gerascophobia is the abnormal fear of ageing or growing old. Gerascophobia may be based on anxieties of being left alone, without resources and incapable of caring for oneself. Now, I have … Continue reading GERASCOPHOBIA AND YAYATI