Amod DeshpandeFluidYellow, a very bright and vibrant yellow falls off in a graceful pirouette from the end of a branch on a Neem tree and joins other such…Mar 18, 2019Mar 18, 2019
Amod DeshpandeLet the red be spiltThe face has met the ground, covered in dust and blood oozing out of the nose, facing what was feared most, thinking about defeat. All the…Mar 28, 2018Mar 28, 2018
Amod DeshpandeThe ActorThe Actor knows how people are. Reading people was a necessity said The Actor. The more The Actor observed, the better was the acting…Sep 22, 2017Sep 22, 2017
Amod DeshpandeStupidity — An account of itA wise person, really wise (my beloved mother) once asked me what was wrong and got a reply that I felt stupid, that I wanted to be called…May 6, 20171May 6, 20171
Amod DeshpandeHopeThis story is inspired by the recent droughts in Marathwada which is a region in Maharashtra, India. Marathwada saw a good monsoon, giving…Apr 9, 20171Apr 9, 20171
Amod DeshpandeThought outThis is the story of a loner. Observing different worlds is his habit. Someone prefers to write their experiences/thoughts in such a…Mar 20, 2017Mar 20, 2017
Amod DeshpandeMatter of conveniencePicturesque eyes, those which convey an emotion unknown to many were not the limit of her beauty. Long and wavy hair in which one would…Jan 31, 2017Jan 31, 2017
Amod DeshpandeInnocence“My gosh, son, what is this?” she asked after reading a scribbled parchment. He could never know why she was always so calm. Why did things…Jan 12, 2017Jan 12, 2017
Amod DeshpandeHave you met the Joker in me?Chaos is not what the world is based on? A bold claim indeed. Look around you! But wait, you are blindfolded aren’t you? Hanging upside…Dec 11, 20161Dec 11, 20161
Amod DeshpandeDiseasedI know this one very inquisitive kid. Curiosity for her is like ink in a pen. I love talking to her, reminds me of childhood. I can screw…Aug 8, 2016Aug 8, 2016
