It doesn’t take a genius to figure out math. But, sometimes it does. Which is why we send our half-baked dim-wits to school. To learn. To grow… Read more “Ramble 108: Giving birth to the trampled minds”
Month: January 2016
Ramble 107: Tastes like honey
A woman’s revenge turned sweeter than the taste of blood itself. A battered battlefield and the fall of the mighty beast. A sari clad human figure, now… Read more “Ramble 107: Tastes like honey”
Ramble 106: Locked in the basement door, worry and trauma.
We were painting or trying to paint, really. We scrubbed our canvas’ with colors of life, I tried to measure my painting; scratched my head in a… Read more “Ramble 106: Locked in the basement door, worry and trauma.”
Ramble 105: The journey to a failed nation
Everyday, I curse my forefathers wishing they had never taken the train to Pakistan. The train was ten ill-fated dabbas attached to one another; joined together by… Read more “Ramble 105: The journey to a failed nation”
Ramble 104: Living on…
Shattered glass like a myriad of hope Revolving colours but like a pyramid of stone A young novice and blue overalls, the factory’s violent call: “Fire, melt… Read more “Ramble 104: Living on…”
Ramble 103: Daddy’s baby and baby’s daddy
“Hey baby”. These words are steeped in a myriad of history, coated and pan fried in patriarchy. We may not even realize it but the minute you… Read more “Ramble 103: Daddy’s baby and baby’s daddy”
Ramble 102: Good year? Good year.
As I begin to bid adieu to 2015, my heart screams joy! So long farewell to thee. Had a jolly well time with thou! Today, I have… Read more “Ramble 102: Good year? Good year.”