Once there lived a boy named Sarma. He was working on a tablet computer. And he was eating oily and hot food. Suddenly the food fell on the computer. And the computer caught fire. Then Sarma asked his father to buy him a new computer. They gave the Ghost oily food and after eating it the Ghost exploded and burnt. Once upon a time there was a family. Several nights they had theft.

Saw snippets of a major national leader filing nominations paper from respective constituency. As part of coverage, snippets of a traditional yagna being performed, obviously to garner blessings of the gods above. Sort of ambiguous, would you not say, seeking divine intervention what in principle is meant to be a free and unfettered people process? Curious to see rituals from two different times and settings, being mixed up like this. Monday, January 12, 2015.

Life, a Bitter and Sweet Symphony. Wednesday, April 11, 2012. Just as twilight covers a sleeping bridge,. With its overwhelming lustre, bit-by-bit;. Insomnia hits me hard,. Grows on me, inch-by-inch. And I pass hours, days, months and years,. It creeps from under my two heavy pillows,. And from beneath the aches of my tired torso,. And from throbbing, drumbeating temples,. To ask one crushing question-. 8220;Who will leave now? Covered in a fervent loop,.

Vibha Batra is a copywriter by profession and fiction writer by passion. After receiving her Masters degree in Communication from the University of Madras, she began a career in advertising. Vibha Batra is a copywriter by profession and fiction writer by passion.