Purpose

In his fourth letter to his daughter, the two youngsters continued their journey and their conversation. River told Mountain that, of late, one question has been keeping him agitated all the while: "What is the purpose of my life?" Mountain said, he thinks that probably there is no purpose for anyone in his/her life. Rather … Continue reading Purpose →

Depression 1

He was telling God that he had enough and he wants to die. The devil overheard this and asked him: "I can help you with that. What will you give me if I kill you?" He: "I won't give you anything. I don't trust you" Devil: "But, there is a price for everything" He: "Okay, … Continue reading Depression 1 →

Two Youngsters

In his third letter to his daughter he told her the story of two youngsters. "There were two youngsters. One lived in a village by the side of a river. The other in a village by the side of a mountain. We will call them River and Mountain respectively. Once, both of them started on … Continue reading Two Youngsters →

Peace

Human beings have hunger. They eat plants and other animals. They have fear. They have anger. They have various anguishes and anxieties. They have love and many desires. They suffer. They kill and get killed. They get various diseases. They age and die. One day, he made peace with human nature. That day, he understood … Continue reading Peace →

Scribles

Suicide

Suicide was an option to him as well. In fact, it was the easiest of all options. But, whenever he considered it, faces of people who loved him came to his mind - his parents, sibling, daughter and so on. As much as suffering tortured him, he wanted to be the last one to die.

The Story of A Slave

In his second letter to his daughter, he wrote a story about a slave in a far off land. "Jonathan waited for the empty tea cup. It came to him aerially and just missed his face, pouring hot tea all over him. He was not surprised even though he knew he didn't make the tea … Continue reading The Story of A Slave →

Time

There were strong and weak, decided by time and place. The strong stepped on the weak, whenever they got a chance. People were strong in groups, groups with sufficient numbers. The weakest were those who were alone. When someone strong stepped on a weakling, he/she couldn't fight back. Other strong people found it offensive. No, … Continue reading Time →

First Letter to His Daughter

"I'm disappointed with this world. I'm sorry that I brought you here. I showed them a glimpse of reality. But they are incapable of its grasp. Now that you are here, spend it as detached as possible. Achan can only talk for myself. This world is incapable of balance, and it is beyond repair. Leave … Continue reading First Letter to His Daughter →

Funeral

How he would have done his funeral, if he were alive: