Author: manuscrypts

  • Imagine

    They dreamt of leading a life that was different. Not that this was bad, but it was quite unidimensional. They imagined a place where people led lives of greed, lust, gluttony and all the so called sins, different from the chaste lives they led here. The utopians even had a word for that place – earth.

    until next time, opposites attract

  • The Finish

    On a busy city road, they raced. Only one knew the race was on. And he was sure of winning, until his ‘opponent’ took a turn. Quite like life, he thought, the way he compared and competed with others. Perhaps the challenge was to not to win the race, but to figure out one’s destination.

    until next time, race on

  • Tagged

    It starts from the time we are born. The tags, from a cute baby to a skinny schoolboy to a bookish student to a rebellious teen to a brash young man and son to name some, and then follow us into the professional life too. Tags, which perhaps constrain us, which make us being, and prevent us from becoming.

    until next time, web 2.0 is full of them πŸ˜‰
  • Square 1.0

    It had to be black or white. Then came the greys, and then, the different colors, a justification for all that we did. But then came the social sites, who just might bring it back to square one. Friendship requests to be answered with a yes or no. A digital age with a binary code.

    until next time, zero or one?

  • Battlefield

    And the battle raged on. This was the third day. It looked like the forces of good would finally triumph over evil. Though there were losses on both sides, it was clear that he was the biggest casualty. But it was a big day for him. Today was the last day of the antibiotics course.

    until next time, just another viral πŸ™‚