The doorbell was taped. He was doubtful if pressing that doorbell would result in a buzz or not so he preferred knocking upon that rusty door. After a couple of knocks, someone’s shadow appeared through the aperture. The door opened and a girl appeared in front of him. She was probably in her late teens but she looked different. She carried a decent and mature expression on her face, quite rare an expectation from other girls of her age. To him she appeared to be an epitome of simplicity, to her he was a question. A young man standing at her door with a bag pack on his shoulders was not what she was used to see often.
Before her inquisitiveness grew, he asked her, “Is this house number B-59?” Continue reading
I am not in my senses at the moment. I haven’t slept for last two days because of a long list of reasons, I am feeling dizzy but this is the most sensible state I have ever attained. Its 5 in the morning, and I just said goodbye to my mom at the railway station. While we were at the platform waiting for her train to arrive, I heard two men talking. They were referring to an article they just read in a local Hindi newspaper. I guess it was about the exponentially increasing number of rape cases in Haryana. They then kept on adding issues like corruption, inflation, global warming and everything else that they were aware of. One of them started comparing the current situation to the situation when he was born, and concluded that the world is being degraded day by day and there is a dead-end ahead. Mayans were right, the world will end in 2012 or so. That stupid yet provoking conversation led me to a trans-state where I kept storming my mind to discover what I had known from ever but realized today. Continue reading
By Aman Chawla
As we grow up, the world supplies us with the definitions of certain qualities which we accept and imply in our lives at a very tender age and never revise them again. One such definition about which I am going to write about today is ‘Sincerity’. If we could go back to school and ask from our teachers whether or not we were sincere during our education, I believe the teachers will analyze our sincerity by the level of agreement with them. Not every student is attentive and not every student follows the rules but the sincere ones are those who take teachers seriously and follow each golden rule of school without raising any questions. For me, the definition of being sincere was having combed hair, a fastened collar button, taking care of my glasses, doing homework on time, obeying elders and not fighting. But, at a later stage in my life, the definition of sincerity completely changed from what I had understood so far. As effectively as I can term, the closest related word to ‘Sincerity’ is ‘Honesty’. Continue reading
By Aman Chawla
There isn’t a better moment in a man’s life, than holding a girl in his arms, and if the girl is a 6 years old baby, words fail to confine his feelings. It was the same feeling for him when Navya was in his arms. She was not sleepy, or maybe she was, but was definitely in no mood to go to bed. Which daughter in the world would want to miss the joy of staying in the arms of her father?
“Dad, what does an adopted child mean?” she asked in a husky voice.
He paused for a moment and asked “Where did you hear this?”
“Today grandma was telling mumma that I am just an adopted child. Tell daddy, what does it mean?” Continue reading
30th November, 2011, Janakpuri District Centre, Delhi, About 4’o clock in the evening.
“Jo bhi main, kehna chaahun, barbaad karein alfaaz mere… oh yaye…. oo yeahyeahye…” is what I was repeatedly humming while stepping out of Satyam Cineplex. The lines of this very special song from the movie ‘Rockstar’ were struck in my mind so adhesively that I just couldn’t resist singing it over and over again. The show had just finished and the song had its everlasting effect induced in me.
“Maine yehi socha hai aksar, tu bhi main bhi sabhi hain sheeshe, khud hi ko hum sabhi mein dekhe, juda hue to…” before I could apply that high note, my shoulder was tapped by someone. I knew who it was, none other than Gurdeep, my buddy whom I had left behind while singing the heavenly tunes of Rahman Saab while walking out of the cinema. Continue reading
He will give his angels charge of you
to guard you in all your ways.
On their hands they will bear you up,
lest you dash your foot against a stone.
(The Holy Bible, Psalms 91: 11-12)
One day when I was a kid, I broke a tooth off and cried aloud. My grandma told me to keep that broken tooth beneath my pillow while sleeping and said that an angel will come down from the firmament to turn the broken tooth into a chocolate by using her magic wand.
While going to bed that night, I asked my parents, ”Do angels really exist?”
Without a pause, my mom said yes and my dad said no. Both of them stared at each other immediately after answering and I got my answer. Continue reading