The Dusty Dilemma

In the mystical realm of Cleanopia, Jack and Jill’s peaceful life is disrupted when their trusted maid, Fairy Duster, disappears. Jack discovers that Jill’s frustration stems from the absence of Fairy Duster. Determined to restore harmony, he embarks on a quest, battling dust and cobwebs. Eventually, their love triumphs, bringing laughter back to their celestial abode.

A Tale of Check-Ups and Chuckles

The content describes the daily routine of the author on a bustling floor. Amidst the industrial setting, he steals moments to check on his family. One day, his wife unexpectedly calls him for a “routine check,” highlighting the playful exchange of affection that transcends the boundaries of their work environment. Love flourishes in the midst of their daily routine.

Ode to the Regal ‘Higher Authority’

Dear Higher Authority, Seven years in, and our marriage is like a well-traveled passport—stamped with adventures, detours, and the occasional lost luggage (obviously mine). You’ve played the role of the meticulous planner and the dedicated photographer, while I’ve contributed occasional inputs and promptly been shut out. You’ve served as the reliable compass guiding us throughContinue reading “Ode to the Regal ‘Higher Authority’”

So, What do you choose?

Falling down is an accident Staying down is a choice; Brilliant are my feelings On this side. Wicked thoughts make my day, It’s easy going when you smile, Let your thoughts flow like water. Shut up and dance, Everything’s gonna be alright, When you keep calm and relax. Follow your heart, You’ll be fine Chill,Continue reading “So, What do you choose?”

You Idiot!!

I stood in front of the mirror looking at myself. I had my beard all grown up, and kept looking at myself continuously for a while. Then a faint smile rose from the corner of my lips and I asked myself ,”Why do I look like an idiot?”. Then I replied back to my reflectionContinue reading “You Idiot!!”

Without the Higher Authority – Day 2

How I wish to end the day on a “High” note, but instead turned on the air conditioner and slept peacefully, still thinking of how I wished to watch a movie or two over popcorns.


Without the Higher Authority – Day 1

I could imagine the drunker stupor kicking in, dance music playing with disco lights, then transgressing to psychedelic rock. And I would feel “Comfortably Numb”.