Posted in Poetry & Prose

The Street Musician

Years of longing had turned his heart callous
and yet, those eyes reflected the pain in his ballads.
Was it the beauty of those aching melodies?
Or was it the turmoil of long forgotten memories?

The musician sat there amidst his own lilting tunes.
The sound was but a cry out over the dunes
so someone somewhere would then approach;
upon his silence, they’d encroach.

As if in answer, approached a boy very meek:
patiently heard his song, and kissed him on his cheek.
The boy spoke warmly, and broke the man’s rut,
opening up a heart that had been for years shut.

The boy surely spun some magic that day!
For, now the man sings happy songs
and smiles when he plays.

– Saumya Patki

Posted in Trending Features

Net Loss

When the Internet had become popular initially, few would have thought that this medium of effective communication and acquisition of knowledge could lead to addiction. But, while those who are already on the way to turning into addicts may not agree, Internet addiction has become a major problem in urban areas where journeying through cyberspace has become a part of day-to-day living. Continue reading “Net Loss”

Posted in Experiences

The Sharmaji ka Beta / Sharmaji ki Beti Syndrome

We all have to accept it: growing up was really tough. As students we spent most of our time trying to live up to our parents’ expectations, juggling academics, extracurricular activities, and friends. Well, most parents will say that they had very simple expectations; they only wanted us to do good in our respective careers. Hence all the pressure.

We’ve all had that one particular annoying auntyji in our childhood, who kept comparing every achievement of ours with that ever-elusive Sharmaji ka beta / beti. If we scored 90%, Sharmaji’s progeny scored a 99%; if we won a state tournament, the young Sharma scion was made an international champion of some obscure sport, but yes, please take note: INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION! Continue reading “The Sharmaji ka Beta / Sharmaji ki Beti Syndrome”

Posted in Short Stories

Acceptance

“Mrs. Kale, we need to talk. Your daughter has been held up in the principal’s office for beating up a boy from her class. Please, could you come down to the school?” Sunita kept the receiver down with a sigh. Why was her daughter behaving this way? Such a sweet, loving child she was otherwise! Pondering over what could have been the reason to beat up the poor boy, she got up awkwardly from the sofa and grabbed the car keys. She heaved a sigh as she settled into the driving seat and adjusted it to accommodate her growing belly. Continue reading “Acceptance”