The Nude Model and The Artist
When the artist will sculpt
Her beauty on his canvas,
His brush now his chisel,
Hands, an ardent worshipper’s!
Category: Literature
stories, novels, biography, poetry, from-the-past
The Mystical Diamond : Chapter-1
Mayuri was not amused, “What could be that wonderful story and why do you think that the Diamond does not fit into the story? I think you are imagining things beyond your domain.” Vihaan laughed and patted her cheeks, “My instincts say that the artisans who were engaged in the creating of the marvels of the temple were not aware of this diamond, it seems to be not a part of their Plans. It has some connection with the Himalayas and Mount Kailas. The design of the chamber beneath the boulder is completely different from what lay around the walls of the temple and seemed to have been done by a different person or persons.”
The Story of a Glacier
It catches in the prism of its chest,
the frolic of the sunlight
and the smile of the moon.
it sings the song of silence,
and sheds its tears
in the breast of the sea.
The Rest are Women
When shadows rebel, and pedestals crumble,
When dreams are dead, And deities gone.
Culmination
You’d say,“ Sorry, brother, I won’t lie-But where’s the time. To bemoan your death? Attending your rites, or putting a wreath?”
Can’t wait to meet the Sea
Man calls it river, makes it flow like gutter. The sky is polluted, the river matches the sky.
All about My Kids
I used to carry them in my arms, take them in my lap when I was sitting outside. Unfortunately, most in my housing complex didn’t like those dogs. I could never understand why. They never caused any harm, were always friendly. It’s a problem with humans.
The Night at the Cottage
My mind had gone totally blank, like a baby drowning in a pond. Out of instinct, I ran towards her and snatched her out of the bed. She was limp, in a semiconscious state, murmuring something which I couldn’t understand. I had to carry her on my shoulders. The shadow let out a shriek which felt as if it pierced my ears. I was about to pass out from the pain but I didn’t. I knew I couldn’t not give up till I took her to safety.
Surya’s Lockdown Journey
How easy it was for them to say so, he thought. Sitting within the confines of one’s homes, where were they to understand the plight of a man who is separated from his family at these times?
Echoes from the East – Part 3
Now she realized why Dad had many files, and documents including photographs removed from his homes and offices, long before the trouble started brewing. It was when he had refused an influential minister’s donation for election funds that he was hit by a premonition of what might happen. But it was a blind lane for him. Had he parted with such a large amount, his businesses would have been in doldrums and he would have ended up in jail anyway, for not being able to pay back his debts.