Stories

• Forgot password - Disclaimer: This is a a work of fiction. If it relates to you or anyone you know or do not know, it is your problem. Not mine. If you type in personal password for office PC; time to get back to work. If you type in office password for home PC; time to take break …
• Shiva: The destroyer of Brahma - Disclaimer: Whatever is written here is imaginary and to be taken lightly. Immortals are imaginary. That imagination lasts forever. One of the classic legendary character from Indian Mythology is Jambavan. Jambavan originated from the tension of Brahma. Brahma, the swayambhu (self-originated) knows the whole from the beginning. He is the creator , then how is …
• Yellow hibiscus - Gopi had these beautiful birds collected in a wired cage. A few trees and flowery bushes, especially the red hibiscus in the background play with the eyes making one forget about the green coloured metal that made the cage. Birds of all colours were visible due to this spectacular arrangement. And this was a definite …
• I have a girl - This is a story/event as told by my friend Sarath. There was this day in the middle of some other days. Sarath was travelling in the Delhi Metro. The climate was normal, as normal as Delhi could be. And the time was perfect, just like any other time. The travel was regular, as expected out …
• The Jealous Indian - Kaaviya Thalaivan is an old idea brilliantly shown in  a new way on the big screen. The jealousy of a man , how mystically it could be held for sometime and then shown with the thought of revenge, to kill, his fellow man, a brother equivalent, brought up by the same father, the same guru, …
• The rice ball of Morita - On any other day I would have agreed with my friend’s recommendation of getting some extra sleep. But today I felt somewhat odd. I was reading the story of Akio Morita the who made Sony. There was too much news on the media. Some time back I watched Steve Jobs speech, an excellent speech that …
• Madman’s wish - The third story is the highlight of the capacity of mad man. Once, as usual he was sitting near a crematorium. That was his regular place of rest for sleeping. Once it happened that the Ferocious Goddess Chudala BhadraKaali made her appearance before him. The madman very indifferently continued piling up wooden logs for the …
• Madman and the people-killer - This is the second most famous story of Naranath Bhranthan of Parayi Pettta Panthirukulam that I would like to retell here. The second story is about the “people-killer”. Once there were three thieves. They had a big loot and reached a quiet secluded place in the forest. They decided to split the loot into three …
• How he became the madman - There are three famous stories of Naranath Bhranthan that I oft remember and quote whenever I get a chance. The stories appear in the legendary Aithihyamaala, a collection of legends compiled by  Kottarathil Sankunni. The story of the madman of Naranath comes in Parayi Pettta Panthirukulam. Here I am only retelling the story of that …
• A piece of biscuit - I am employed and have all the ego associated with it. I have an ID card that hangs on my neck that flaunts my status in life. I have to push through the crowd and get on a bus and then fight for a hold on the bar to hang on to . The conductor …
• The story of the pineapple - In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Moment in Time.” Once upon a time there was  a boy. A boy who dreamed. A boy who believed. He could do things. Whatever he wanted was upto him to do and accomplish. The efforts of the deeds solely rests on him. The results are for the …
• Stochastic determination and judgmental analysis - "First of all, let me wish you all a happy autism day!." Ravan said and then moved on to his rhetoric. I was shocked and surprised. How could one wish someone a happy autism, if it continues like this, it would be happy cancer day, happy AIDS day and so on. I could not stand …
• Happy rain, travel woes and the useless buffalo - People should be taken out of the road. The road is for those who pay road tax and apparently obey traffic rules. The traffic policemen, the security at the gate of office all give due respect to the motorists. Salutes are crisp and clear for those who travel by car. Anyone with an SUV or …
• The wise farmer - This was an interesting forwarded mail. The wise farmer Many years ago, in a poor Chinese village, there lived a farmer and his son. His only material possession, apart from the land and a small hut, was a horse he had inherited from his father. One day, the horse ran away, leaving the man with …

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