44 Days Of Hell- Murder Of Junko Furuta

For every Junko who ever was born..... Junko Furuta was a 16 year old Japanese girl who underwent 44 days of rape and torture before dying in the hands of her captors on November 22, 1989. Known throughout Japan as concrete-encased high school girl, the case of Junko Furuta drew nationwide attention owing to sheer... Continue Reading →


Pain is an old friend!

“Emotions are no advantage! Everyone you love either dies or leaves! Emotions are just a survival strategy for animals and the beings that are more animal (humans!). They are nothing more than curtains behind which you can momentarily hide or a plan for parasitic or symbiotic living or a strategy to have sex; for pleasure or to avoid extinction; a fact that no one acknowledges!” 

The Wings of Heaven… 

Long time back, I was wandering in the gardens of heaven. I was flying, dancing ecstatically into the eternity of happiness. But with time it clichéd and became monotonous. I went to the lord and asked him to spice up my stale life. He, with a smile, pulled out his sword and chopping my wings... Continue Reading →

The pages of the lost Volume! 

Somewhere in Himalayas:  “The prophecy says he should have taken birth!” said one of the men. There were around six of them. Strikingly similar; long orange robe, bald headed and reflection of peace and knowledge on their faces. All of them had their eyes closed for some apparently inexplicable reasons but they seemed totally comfortable... Continue Reading →

She was different! 

She wanted to read me. She always demanded me to write a story. She was intrigued by the elemental constituents of fables.  “History is short-lived and delusionary. Fables are the essence of humanity, living to the eternity,” she would argue. She believed that everyone and everything has a story and all of them, without exception,... Continue Reading →

In the cold room

Dear Prashant<justwriteprashant.09@gmail.com>, I’m writing to you again. It may be a bit impulsive to mail you but if you are reading this… The floor, yes! I’m sitting on the floor. The room is cold. The lights are switched off. The speakers are singing beautiful melancholic lyrics interweaved with the sound of a sad mouthorgan. It’s... Continue Reading →

I was Flying

Aren’t bridges wings? Why has man thrown logs over streaming brooks? Why has he erected columns to pave way for humanity? Yes, they are bridges, they are wings! You fly over the land, only that you have your feet on the concrete. You feel the smell of air of the heights. You are born to... Continue Reading →

Numb Nothingness! 

The auto kept moving in the tempo of its monotonous noise and I was lost in the haze of running trees and houses. The mind had a shallow nothingness drowning into a deeper one like a leaf tide on a sinking stone. It was strange how the mind was totally empty even though it had... Continue Reading →

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