Tag Archives: One Grain Amongst the Storm

The Silence of the Scrolls

August 30, 2015


It’s been a while since the nightingales sang in the darkness, fidgeting on boughs swaying in the night-wind. It’s been a while since the fingers splattered on the keyboard like an impromptu rain. There is this dike thin as rice paper, holding back rivulets of waste and repentance that I dare not let loose on […]

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Diamonds in the Detritus

December 22, 2013


I remember how in my childhood time was like a river of molasses where I’d twiddle my thumbs like a noonday fly waiting for my father to return with the promised goodies. Waiting for the monthly issues of comics was a lingering torment -the dates stood motionless like banyan trees, weeks seemed impenetrable like the […]

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Breeze on the Grass

May 31, 2013


“The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamouring to become visible.” ~Vladimir Nabakov My dear readers, we have been together these past years. I have known the unwavering love of some of you who have stood by me through the thick […]

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A Mélange of Monologues

April 13, 2013


I was young when my family pulled out of a city to the backwaters of the country. Of the many heartbreaks I weathered, the loss of my small book club was the most debilitating. The civilisation I was uprooted from seemed oceans away. Children of the jungle had heard neither of Enid nor Blyton; Tintin […]

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A Bad Post, but wait!

April 20, 2011


I am sorry, folks. I give up. I am tired of pretending. And it is in best interests of all involved to get it straight: I am neither John Updike nor Steve McCurry. The declaration takes megatons of load off my heart like a miracle and allows me to extol the virtues of the latest […]

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How to Hold an EVIL Camera!

January 13, 2011


Lets face it then, I am an ugly man. How ugly, you ask? Quiet. To make the matters worse I took a fancy to photographing people. Now, imagine yourself being photographed by a baboon that looks like a man! I’m sure you can’t summon your prettiest expression, no matter how ravishingly photogenic you are, in […]

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