Anecdotes, Stories and Anecdotal Stories

Ever since I developed an interest in reading (relatively later in life), I have been exploring the world somewhat differently. The kind of work that pulled me towards it was the stories, stories of people, some funny anecdotes, an anecdote about a story and so on.

Although my father bought me comics and books that kids my age would read, neither I nor my parents could firmly say that I was really a reader. I also remember issuing Harry Potter books from the school library and let it occupy a humongous space in my school bag to cope with the fad amongst teenagers. Continue reading “Anecdotes, Stories and Anecdotal Stories”


ठाव कुणाचा?

बोलाविसी तू मला तुझ्या जवळी,
माझ्याकडे नाही तुला देण्यासाठी फुटकी कवळी.

मी जरी विसरलो तुझे अनंत उपकार,
तू येतोस वाहिला माझ्या जाळ्याचे भार.

तुझे हे अनिरुद्ध ऋण फिटता फिटत नाही,
तरीहि माझा नरजन्म सार्थक करण्याची देतोस तू ग्वाही.

कष्टात माझ्या मूळ सहभागी होऊनि,
यश मिळवून देऊन सुद्धा गुप्त राहशी तू सर्वांसमोरी.

जगा दाखविसी ते फक्त माझे नाव,
कुणाहि ना कळू देता स्वतःचे ठाव!

The Spark Of WW3

The world has been witnessing violence on different levels, which has been only scaling up since the past two decades. This hasn’t caused the world to move further away but a step closer to the World War-III with every bomb drop and a gun-shot. If the pattern of movements happening in the worldwide leadership is observed closely, it only rings a bell of another war that is awaiting us.

We could possibly be missing out on the updates about these movements amidst the everyday news. Hence, the website, has been posting news relevant to this catapulting worldwide phenomenon and is open to your suggestions and queries.

Participate, express yourself and be the reason for a positive change!

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Correlation: Fiction And Reality

I have always been fascinated towards art. Mainly music, films and storytelling. Lately, for some odd reason, also biographies of those who’re actually striving to make a difference in the world and being able to accomplish little of what they’ve set out to do. But one common thing I’ve noticed amongst each of them is, they love breaking away from the reality.  Continue reading “Correlation: Fiction And Reality”

Doodle Dream [CHON-Soon]

Monsoon has arrived,
not that great for urban life.

While the kids out
on the streets scream.

I’m here in my room,
listening to Bubble Dream.

Such an ambient atmosphere,
I enjoy it while no one is here.

Doodling on my Ukulele.

Strumming the strings,
and sliding fingers through the frets.

I now learnt how easy it is,
to play the riffs that
I presumed to be hard.

However, what still remains
a dream, is  playing CHON.

Maybe one of these days
I’ll burst the bubble,
and play one of their riffs

Admit Defeat

As the picture
Of world’s end becomes clearer
I sit in my room and
Look outside the window
and wonder
“Can the horizon be caught?”

Know nothing I do
Of what’s to hit hard
Is it a demon
Or just a filthy wild human?

A lie becomes a fact
And a fact becomes a lie
“What sorcery is this?”
“Are we even going to survive?”

Fabrication is so common
You find it everywhere
“It’s what leads to victory”
Oh, you really think so?
That is such a pity

I gazed through the glass window
What I saw was no less
than a slaughterhouse
In an abandoned meadow

Pass through that I must
Inevitable this seems
I don’t even want to face it
But is there another way
From where I can proceed?

I hope fools realize
That they won’t win
Father stands here
He is the one who owns it

No mind misguide
Shall make you succeed
Demons too will bow down
And admit defeat

Very Unintellectual!

In the 21st Century, when machines had taken over everything, technology had become a lifestyle and every human obtained information from nano gadgets just with one click. It led to the rebirth of this planet, as they say. But there was something that was still the same….

Man hadn’t stopped wandering. Aeons ago, he used to wander in search of food, shelter and you know what the drill is, Don’t you? Hah! I thought so. Here, the wandering was within the four walls of the room that consisted a desk, a pen, paper and a Laptop and other usual gadgets.

So unusual huh?

This was in an attempt of presenting the ideas in an artistic manner.

Oh wait, wait…hold on a sec. I know the whole narration so far has been in past tense. Perhaps this is a message from the future or a perspective or maybe you as readers must also know the art of hallucinating sober in order to understand this. ‘Artistic representation of ideas’ as it has been mentioned.

So back to the point…
The wanderers were in search of innovative ideas in order to create something worthy. It could be a product, a thought, a painting. The objective was to create and build something that would make a difference but some of the thinkers wandered inside their head or on the internet for obtaining productive material and lost track of it.

Just like the author of this text who sat in his room for hours, made an attempt to write a story and couldn’t finish it but now the readers gradually know that he couldn’t!

Well, that definitely makes it a story, Doesn’t it?!