Category: Storytelling
Stories of different kinds.
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Chekhov’s Gun
A scary meta short story about Checkhov’s gun. You don’t want to read it. You’ve been warned.
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The House in the Ocean
A poem about something I’m not quite sure what. Just an image that came to me.
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The Awe Inducing Ending of One Hundred Years of Solitude
My book review for Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s One Hundred Years of Solitude.
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Sitting in My Garden
The sun is warm on my neck. The wind is still chilly, coming down from mountain tops still covered in snow. The smell of dry earth is like a parched well, longing for rain. It’s a strange combination. When the wind dies down, the sun stings the back of my neck. When the wind picks…
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Oblivion
Lying on the bedjust waiting for the day to endA lonely ember in my handreminding me all that I pretend Smoke rising aimlesslyto meet my dreams at the ceilingMy heart is still beatingthough hopelessly devoid of any feeling I close my eyesand imagine that nothing existsbut even in oblivionmy temptations are hard to resist Only…
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Some Thoughts on Endless Video Content
It’s been 4 days without YouTube now. I can’t believe I’ve managed to do it because in the last 7-8 years, I don’t think there’s ever been even a single day when I haven’t checked YouTube. Even when I was sick in April last year, I think I surfed YouTube whenever I felt a little…
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Smoking with The Devil
“I must inhale some nicotine into my lungs right now or I’ll turn into a homicidal maniac,” I apologized to Mrs. Goldman, the hostess. She dismissed the statement as just another self-effacing joke but if she had bothered to read even one of my books, she would know that the homicidal tendencies ran deep within…
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Morning Sun
I like the sunrays in the morning, peeking out from behind the buildings. It’s soft now, but soon it will turn harsh. Enjoy it while you can.
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Rudya Aditya 