ScriBBles: oF DreAms & Th'OuGht's

A Minute is all it takes.... It was a beautiful winter morning but the everlasting chill of December made the gravity around my bed 10 times the usual strength. All I longed was for a hot cup of coffee while I stay wrapped up in my red blanket. There was something unusual in that particular morning; the birds seemed quieter and there was hardly any movement outside. The usual noise and bustle of the street had died down dramatically after the episode. A dense mist of tension seemed to hang over the neighboring roads too. It was as if all lanes had decided to cast this eeriness in harmony. Holding the cup of coffee in my hand I waited for the newspaper delivery which normally got home before I got up every morning; which was the actual reason why I hired that agency for my newspaper delivery. The newspaper dint arrive; impatiently I shifted to watch the TV news but all I could see was dense black and white dots all over the screen creating unimaginable illusions and patterns when I got...

Talent presides in each and every corner of my country. Even a simple 'chaiwala' may have the capability to grow up to become a millionaire. That's what the type of plots we see in Bollywood movies. These things are not entirely fiction. Even fiction takes birth from fact. And India is a country where these fictitious on-screen events take the shape of a real life character in some corner of the country. The epic comic character Spiderman has a twin in India. Yes there is a man who climbs cliffs and other difficult (almost perpendicular) walls without any support or life saving measures. Here in India we can find small children of less than 5 years of age walking on 20mm rope at 20m height above the ground. That's a great balance act. It's found only in India that even though people die together in a terrorist attack, they rise of together the very next day and continue their life as if nothing has happened. This positive attitudes towards life gives a severe blow ...