E: It’s a fundamental truth. The wandering mind gathers no real thought. Through idyllic fog that ran amuck in his brain, he searched for proof of banal existentialism. None. Tedium wrung its way through each fiber of his muscle. Teenage is such a rickety old bridge. There seems to be no end on either side,…

D is for Delight The true delight is in the finding out rather than in the knowing. — Isaac Asimov In the finding out. Does true delight lie in the journey rather than in the destination? This perhaps borders on philosophy but does delight lie in the process of reaching rather than being there? I…

C: Josie smiled at Iype from her picture on the wall. The pain was almost unbearable. Till Death do us part, they had promised each other in the little village church. Rains had just washed the entire village clean. Josie was beautiful in her white sari, her long black hair in a thick braid, cradled…

B: “…when I had no worries, fears, or desires, when my life seemed as soft and lovely as lying inside a cocoon of rose silk.” ― Amy Tan, The Joy Luck Club When one has no knowledge of what the world is all about, I suppose life can be an endless meadow of summer daisies…