Tales from a twisted mind

How often do we see the end of things?  Do we have the time and patience to see the end of it? In this fast chaotic life that we are living today, we never pause to take a look back at our own lives. What things we have lost in the pursuit of meaningless desires!! When we do look back, we realize that all this race was in vain... Whether it is the gratification to near the end of a task or relief, the idea of completion has its own magic. There is nothing more comforting in life to see that your labor of love has been completed. Let me give you an example... Do you remember the Kashmir book that I was working on since January? Yes, you read it correct, since January. Well, finally I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. A 10-day trip took me more than 11 months to write about. But I have myself to blame (or should I say to my habit of perennial procrastination) The book is nearing completion. There are only 4 more chapters to go followed by the Epilogue. Boy!! O...

Wilson held his breath. He clutched the edge of the seat. Horrid thoughts of him being brutally murdered by the officer started swarming his mind. This seemed ironic to him considering that just a couple of hours ago he was about to jump off a bridge. ‘Why has he brought me here?’ he thought, ‘What could be the reason? There is nothing out here! The street is a dead-end.’ The officer rapped the glass pane sharply. He beckoned him to come out. Wilson bent down pretending to tie his shoelaces to buy time. To his horror, the door swung wide open. “Come out!” said the officer, his voice bordering on irritation. “We do not have all day.” With no choice left, Wilson scrambled out of the car and stood rooted next to the door. He did not even dare to move his feet an inch. “Where are we?” asked Wilson, trying to control his voice from trembling. “You will see,” said the officer. Saying this, he turned and started walking to a gap near the end. Wilson peered and ...