Snapshots: A Dream

I have always wondered what dreams are; and there have always been many answers. From imagination to alternate dimension, I have heard and understood a lot of explanations. I still remain dissatisfied though. I often find myself coming back to what my grandmother told me about them. When I was a little girl, I felt … Continue reading Snapshots: A Dream

(SnapShots) On the side of the road…

Oxymorons. I find them amusing. Two opposite words making a sensible phrase. 'Act naturally'. 'Deafening silence'. 'Open secret'. That little, 13 year old boy would have found this ironical. Something that doesn't belong together creating eloquent meanings and people that fit together like two pieces of puzzle moving apart as sun rays do. Sitting in this car, his … Continue reading (SnapShots) On the side of the road…

(SnapShots) pt 1 -The Judge, his Wife and the Spade

The judge, his wife and the spade... It was sunny all day. Now, the clouds are gathering, for rain or for thunderstorm, it's hard to tell. The weather is always erratic in this little town of Bhijori. Erratic and intense. Idrees is standing in his outhouse, his glance and thoughts flicking between the clouds, the … Continue reading (SnapShots) pt 1 -The Judge, his Wife and the Spade

(SnapShots) On The Side Of The Road…

Oxymorons. I find them amusing. Two opposite words making a sensible phrase. 'Act naturally'. 'Deafening silence'. 'Open secret'. That little, 13 year old boy would have found this ironical. Something that doesn't belong together creating eloquent meanings and people that fit together like two pieces of puzzle moving apart as sun rays do. Sitting in this car, his … Continue reading (SnapShots) On The Side Of The Road…