As I stood rooted to the spot, pairs in cinematic love flung themselves at me, twirled around me coyly and played hide and seek using me, usually to the beat of some music.Read More Fall from Grace
One day, I saw a visual I could not comprehend at first. They were shooting out mouthfuls of spit, from over the deck, making a game out of it.Read More A maiden voyage
Elsewhere, possibly in South India, the piercing scream of “Last Order” catapulted a bunch of drunks into a passionate calculation. One would think it was the end of the world, the way they sprung into action.Read More Journey to the End
My blood has turned languid, it claws its way through my body, reluctant, devoid of vigor and action. Sustain me it does, enrage me it does not.Read More Behind Bars
As the child sang beautifully, scaling a pitch deemed higher than what was possible, the cleric had felt an unfamiliar rising of his own.Read More Black and White
We all squatted. The game was simple enough. Each one takes a card and rests his back on a rock. The rocks have absolutely no significance in the game. Once the cards have been picked, each of the players must talk with his card.Read More Nonsense
He could not make out the eyes in the dim light but could very well feel them penetrating him, raking out every secret he hid inside, including the most recent. It was the tilt, however that disturbed him the most.Read More Growing Up – Part 3.