Where is Loretta?

“When I first met Loretta, I told her who I was, why I was there and assured her that I wouldn’t cause her any harm. I promised her that I would get her out of this place. I can’t begin to imagine what life at PPI was for Loretta. From what I saw, it was...

Diary of a Proponent

                                                       24th April Dear Diary, As a proponent, I have become accustomed to paying a weekly visit to my luminaries staying at a Rehabilitation Centre. Today I was a...

Kipling’s Paradise: The Western Ghats

“I am life. I am death. I give everything, but I take more. I rise imperiously above the patches of dense forests and grasslands roamed by the unarmed warriors. You may've heard innumerable acclaims of factitious honour of the 'royal' or 'noblemen's' hunt-a demonstration of mastery over nature as a justification for monarchial authority. But...

A Heartfelt Downpour

There are strange things done in the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have their secret tales That would make your blood run cold; The Northern Lights have seen queer sights But the queerest they ever did see; One of those was the night a self proclaimed sinner did...

A Withered Notion

“Maa, she looks so old and weak! It seems she doesn't has a home. Shall we take her along with us? We'll call her ‛Saba’!”, came a pleading from a juvenile mind not yet interrupted by sheer materialism. In a dark & dismal alley where sunshine never came, Rohan's li'l finger pointed towards a neglected,sickly...

The festival signifying the victory of ‘good over evil’ for EVERYONE?

It is that cornerstone of the year again. Amidst the coruscating lights that lit up the streets, with newspapers and television channels flooded with the conspicuous advertising of the commencement of the festive season;she realised that the "festival of lights" is here. The sight was an allusion that jogged her memory... "So,finally, you all are...