Saluting The Ghost Ship

Saluting The Ghost Ship

The conference room was cold. Maybe, it seemed colder because I was waiting to be interviewed by two editors. I had applied for the role of a reporter/sub-editor at a popular newspaper. My brain was almost ready to shut down, for I had already written a long test that checked my understanding of ‘affect’, and […]

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Why Do I Write?

Why Do I Write?

  I write because of an innate need to connect. I love it when someone relates to what I have written and they go, “That’s exactly how I feel!” Or shake their head and think, “Oh dear! That’s so true.” I love this unseen bond you make with the reader. It is exciting, exhilarating and addictive. Be […]

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Feeling Murakami

Feeling Murakami

I often read what someone else is reading, or if the title seems interesting. In fact  I was drawn to the latest book I am reading because its cover glows in the dark. Clearly I don’t really go by the “don’t judge a book by its cover” philosophy. A couple of days back someone’s Facebook status […]

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Writer’s Block

Writer’s Block

The mind fails to catch Ideas floating like sperms Waiting to be hit by conviction; To gestate and come to life Myriad images, like Vibrant butterflies Tempt; and then run amok, In the dark recesses of mind   Across the hills and rivers, My thoughts run wild Then slip through my fingers Like  bubbles bursting in the […]

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To Chekov

To Chekov

  When I was  young, I was a little bit of an ugly duckling, not that I had no friends, but I was always  conscious about my appearance, and to get out of this self obsessing habit, I used to read, I read almost everything I could get my hands on. Reading opened my world, I travelled  around places , across time and […]

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Blocked..

Blocked..

Words become the bane of your existence A blank page, your enemy Your sharpest pencil, nothing more than a blunt weapon Your cup of coffee, just a pool of disappointing company Others don’t seem to notice the difference The longer days and shorter nights The precision with which the cogs toil And the elegance with […]

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Backspace..

Backspace..

  “That’s no good.” Before she could even contemplate a title, she found herself tapping at the backspace button. It wasn’t good enough, her first thoughts almost never were. She wished she could switch away from the brightness of the blank page on her screen. It reminded her of her empty mind, or was her […]

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