Ever seen a magician bending a spoon with the sheer power of their mind? I must've been 13 when I first witnessed it, trying my hand at bending a few aluminium spoons. Years later, I stumbled upon Gallium – akin to Aluminium, effortlessly melting to the touch of warmth. I've spent

She closed the fierce winds behind her, shutting the door. She reached for the footrest and positioned it just right, ensuring her comfort as she embarked on another journey through the pages. She began flipping through the worn, parchment-like pages, and the words decorated her time. She could smell the

The table heard me saying sorry when I spilled some snacks on it. As the nose blow hard, and I sneezed and whispered Sorry I'm sick into my tissue. Aagh! Sorry I'm late, as I valued their time more than mine. Huh! Sorry I was occupied, despite my occupation is

In 1730s, a small kingdom on the banks of Rhine in today’s Germany, witnessed the first floods. After weeks of helplessness, the king rowed across flooded fields seeking advice from the lone banished priest. Post the prayer, the priest said, “for there is water, we need fire and blood.

*How often? How often do you look back at life you left behind? * Oh dear! I tilt my head to the life of certainty once in every while. For each step I take ahead, I count how far am I from the life I led. With every tiny adventure I

It's Monsoon. A thousand ants marched in all corners of the house with a distinct purpose. It is beyond our ability to grasp their goals, and our diplomacy talks failed. The troops started in a kitchen corner, sprawled to the bedroom. They relentlessly marched across the house and built tents

I flicked the butt, paused the music, tied the lace, and stepped out for my usual breakfast place down the lane. The streets are eerily silent for a Monday dawn. I grab my newspaper. The front page said, "A woman stood facing the wall; not an odd sight for the

I'm 27 years old. I've counted the years, from my date of birth till today.. we all do this every year despite being fully aware of our age, don't we? As if we question ourselves, did we live these many days?!? When I retrospect events of every year, it amuses

The sand washed deep away engrossed every while, The wind howling high away embraced with a wail, The clouds moving far away endorsed with a will, I was sitting on a high rock taking a puff of smoke of a dried leaf.. The sun was going out of sight, taking

While many of us wonder at the idea of backpacking to travel and relax our body and mind for a few days, the bitter truth is travel is exhausting. If anything, more exhausting than going to the office on a 9 to 5 shift every day. Let’s begin with