Maddy Venkattu

“Ya, I believe, I do research on Ghosts.”
Peter’s expressions became pale, as he heard Maddy saying this.
He recollected himself and had a hearty laugh.
“I think I have never heard someone saying like this”
Maddy said, “Everyone sounds sceptical at first, but we have all experienced enough to believe in Ghosts.”
“Interesting,” said Peter.

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.”

Dancing Around India: Chapter 5 – Kuchipudi

The traditional dance form Kuchipudi, which is also the favourite of dance form of Lord Krishna, begins with an invocation, followed by all the dancers introducing themselves with respect to the roles they are playing. After this, they perform a short dance set to a music called ‘Dharavu’ and then present the pure dance performance along with the rhythmic hand gestures for the story. It is one of the most popular dance forms in India and has seen huge growth throughout the years. Kuchipudi is now performed not just in India, but worldwide as well.

Art and Society in the Pandemic: learning from the Past – Chapter 1

“If art is the mirror of the society in which we live, how has modern man, together with his innate creativity, mirrored himself in a world twisted by a pandemic?”
If with this question I was referring to the Pandemic of the eighteenth century and I was a writer of the time, which is very unlikely, but in any case, would the answer change?

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.