Pantheus and Diana – Reinventing The Greek Myth!

The tale was distorted throughout the generations that have passed since the happening of it. The greatest of all unions. The exemplar of earthly love and humane lust mingling together, raising towards a greater level. Divine, we had called it. Grater than the illusions of Cupid, heavenly than intoxicants of Bacchus, taking us beyond the times of Gaia and Choas, letting us have the vision of The Creator who breathed air into this existence.

కహ్లీల్ గిబ్రాన్ “The Prophet” – అనువాదం, తెలుగులో – #2

మీ మనసుని ఇచ్చిపుచుకొండి, కానీ అది బందికానా అవ్వకూడదు. ప్రకృతి మాత్రమే మీ మనసుకి నిజమైన యజమాని.

గుడి స్తంభాలు అన్నీ కలిసి గోపురాన్ని నిలబెట్టినా, విడిగానే కదా నిలుచున్నాయి? ఒక మర్రిచెట్టు నీడల్లో మరో మర్రిచెట్టు ఎదగలేదు కదా!

The Living Castle of Garodas #1 – The Dead Awakens.

Foreword: These days, it is highly boring that everything’s normal, for, once it was not so. Actually, when you have a wife of a really rare history, you would better understand that, believe me. When we first came to this town, the town of Dwaraka – oh, not the one of Krishna in Gujarat, no,…

Dark Omen – A Bizarre Short-Story

It all started in the morning when I was sitting before the window, staring through the grills of it and thinking something which was vague. What that was I was thinking, I too cannot answer, for I forgot everything except for the posture I was in, till the little kid with smiles came an stood…

The Deific Cycle of Bholenath – A Tale of Divine Intervention

Him and The Pillars: The thousands of pillars that stand letting the roof guard the tens of thousands of people in the temple strike a smiling similarity between what I think of my own life. Pillars – they are architectural monuments. They stand defeating the sands of time. They mark the existence of a temple…

The Cosmic Accident – The Three Arrows of The Lord

“प्रपञ्चसृष्  ट्युन्मुखला  सयकायी  समस्तसा  महारकताण्डवाया  | जगज्जनन्यै  जगदेकपित्रे  नमः  शिवायै  च   नमः  शिवाय  || “ “Prapancha srushtyun muka lasyakayai, Samastha samharaka thandavaya, Jagat jananyai Jagatheka pithre, Nama Shivayai cha namashivaya.” “My salutations to both Parvathi and Shiva, To Her whose dance marks the creation of the world, To Him whose dance destroys everything, To…

The Stinking Skin – The King of Seas

There is a lot to say; there was so less. There is so much to think; there was nothing at all. There was a whole world to go; there is no place like home. Home. The more I think, the more vague it becomes. The more I try to remember, the more I forget, and…

The School Journal #3 – An Amalgamation of A Thousand Emotions.

. . . Cntd of #2 The Boring Intro: I don’t think there is an immediate need to write about everything that’s happening here just because I name this a journal. Its been a while I updated anything about The School thing. I’m the past few days, I’ve really been very very obsessed with the…

Cost of Wicky’s Mood Swing – A Short Story!

{The feature image is mine – Pixelated for fun!} So then, not like everyday, Wicky is driving his bike very carefully. He isn’t always cautious while he drives. No. He is very reckless. That’s what his friend Kiran often disapproves. Kiran doesn’t like Wicky driving recklessly, but Wicky doesn’t care. Kiran too isn’t worrying about…