THE ESCAPE

“Where am I?” I muttered in a state of shock, surveying the strange and unearthly landscape that I had somehow stumbled into. The air…

The Dream The Heart Escapes Into

We lay in the meadows. Our heads rested softly; nestled against the warm grass. Carnations and peonies…

It’s 9 p.m.

Wake up at 7 in the morning, go wash your face, and run with a growling stomach to catch the very first bus, just so I won’t be late for my economics class. Yesterday also, Mr. Hanson made me stand up in front of the class for the whole period. David and his friends clicked a photo of me and sent it to the group…

Wiggle room

“July rain is not going to have any mercy on you. Mrinal, aren’t you taking this umbrella?” I heard Papa from the entryway of our home…

The Decay of Human Essence

In 1940, Charlie Chaplin, in his movie The Great Dictator, delivered arguably his best ever quote, which goes as…

Everyone should have dreams.

So, what exactly did your dreams imply to you?

A string of dreams, visions, and sensations that someone has while you are sleeping, or a beloved goal or ambition that you hope to achieve?

DELUSION

It was dark, pitch dark as if the light was forbidden in this reign of the void. “My body?” — a sense of simultaneous squeezing and stretching…

When Not to Wait.

They lay together in the hammock out in their backyard. The night is oozing with the calm river beside the sleeping trees. The…

The Plugged-In Generation

“If you can get access to the internet, you will miss a day of school, right?”

Twisted

“Baba, I can file a case against you.”

“What did you just verbalise?”

“I need you to get her out of the room, anyhow.”

He dropped the call.

The Insane and not-so-Insane Ways of Enjoying Monotony

Would you get bored if you lived for a thousand years? Surely not! There are simply far too many creative works of art being pumped out every single day by billions of people, way more than you could spend time consuming. Well, it is…

Poem of life

Each day we write a poem called life
A rhythm we all know
Waking, working, playing, all
routines we can’t let go

But as the rhyming days fly by
Through seasons spring and fall
We cannot help but wonder…

The Fish Bowl

I love listening to the rich lustrous voice of David Gilmour as he sings the song of our people. “We are two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl. Year after Year,” as he sings with unadulterated passion, I am even more sure that the song resonates with me; it speaks to my core.

Chambers full of Ghosts

Are we the plugged-in generation? Nah! We’re in the wireless age now! Plugs and cables? That’s old-school stuff at this point! The plugged-in generation has come and gone. But wait, something doesn’t feel right… The cables are gone, but the invisible bits they guided through themselves…

My Agritourism Village

Pheaktra was a student who studied at a college in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. He was a rural fork living in a small village in Kampot province where most people grew a variety of pepper. The pepper was well known for its exceptional flavor and taste. Tourists traveling past there usually…