Why is it that throughout the history of man, he has struggled to come to terms with a sense of isolation? Why is it, that the idea of being alone has been associated with, or even birthed dark and negative condiments; ruining the flavour of life? I do not see an absolute bad in being … Continue reading The Hallowed Quest #2
I sit on the bench, smiling into my phone screen, scrolling and reading the words I've already read millions of times before. I scroll up until I see that one text, and then remember the call that followed. As my eyes lose focus of the text and my mind drifts off to her voice, my … Continue reading Here With You
It is under the greatest of tribulations that a man shapes into the self he ends at. I say ends 'at', because as long as he lives, he is on trial, and at times he may grow or shrink, but he is never the same. The question is, then, which trials should be for whom? … Continue reading The Hallowed Quest #1
I closed everything on my phone and looked out of the window. The sun was just about to rise, and so was a new dawn in my life. We had exchanged words all night. One could say that so far that was the only thing we had. But more beautifully, that night was all about … Continue reading Here’s To Her
"I'm - I'm not the same person that I was five years ago," she said. I looked at her. There was the same set of dark brown eyes; her beautifully shaped jawline which was perhaps even more distinct now; same slender arms, one of which still had the silver quartz watch her mom gifted her; … Continue reading We Meet Again
Dear Future Me; I hope, first of all, that this letter finds you. Secondly, I hope it finds you well. There are many theories of how a future self can help a younger self, but knowing me so far I can tell you that you, from the future, wouldn't change a thing or give me … Continue reading Yours Truly; You.
Fire blazed all around, embers and the heat threatening the soles of my feet. Above me I saw layers of crimson, red and maroon; intermingling with painful shades of yellow and orange. Cracks appeared where I was, and lava seeped through. I stood on an island of coal which was rapidly succumbing to the conflagration, … Continue reading The Phoenix’s Pyre
Old Lady High was a rich landlady who lived just across the street in a grand manor. She was not known to be vain as she was pompous, nor was she called arrogant as she was righteous. Barely a few men in the town knew her first name, Mary; apart from the priest, her ancient … Continue reading Old Lady High
I am now announcing that my book, "The Best of Halfway To Asphodel: 2015-2017", is live and available for sale! For paperbacks in India, go to: https://tinyurl.com/HTAPaperback For the Ebook, go to: https://tinyurl.com/HTAEbook And for the International version of the Paperback, go to: https://tinyurl.com/InternationalPB Today is one of the greatest days of my life! Don't … Continue reading The Best Of Halfway To Asphodel: 2015-2017!