My unblemished self

Upon entering the world, one carries a presumed purity, unaffected by external influences. However, as life progresses, one becomes marked by various experiences, shaping one’s personality and physical appearance. Scars and imperfections become symbolic of a life lived, making each individual unique. Vismay reflects on the marks that life has left on his unblemished self, acknowledging the significance of these blemishes in shaping his unique identity.

Alienman: the Anthem!

Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood! A nuke fries up my insides, Forming a passive layer of oxide, Protecting my heart against the rancid, dank and corrosive air, Breathed by a thousand ugly aliens with their venomous stare. Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood! My fingers tried to grip the gravel, As the saint inside […]

On a Planet far beyond the influence of Earth!

On a Planet far beyond the influence of Earth, Prevailed a society, which did not persecute its people at birth. The law of the land gave the power to the people, Unequal it wasn’t, yet each of them was considered unique and capable. Peaceful by nature, yet it possessed the most potent weapon of all, […]

My Master’s Servant

I look up in the sky, as my circuits fry, By all that radiation hitting me from the star. The fires ablaze (on the star), put me in a daze, Yet I plod on my work, fulfill my master’s instructions. As I work I sing a ditty, for that my men consider me witty, As […]

Alienman / Prologue

People often ask why Alienman? It is due to this little piece of story!

The Anti-Ghoos Man!!!!

You might actually chance upon asking me, where do I live exactly? Earth, would be my brusque answer. You might also complain about not seeing me anywhere, not on the hoardings, not sharing the dais with hotshots like Mr. Hazare of I.A.C., not saving lives out there, not endorsing Fair N’ Handsome for a change……… […]

How to avoid beating a well admired Asshole?

If you asked me, “Does he indeed deserve to die?” I would have said, “Yes.” Murukar X was a vicious old fox, a swarthy man with a too visible paunch; he would have been a smudge on the name of beauty pageants if they had unwittingly and inadvertently selected him for their contest. Now-a-days […]

Dead Beyond Imagination

Ha, maybe you would say that death is not a quantifiable thing, nor can it be written in the form of degrees (dead, deader, deadest). So it may be a little hard for you to digest ‘Dead beyond Imagination’. But you see- I fit the bill. I am 100% dead- so dead that even heaven […]

Chapter 1: Gumnaam Engineer

There he was, doing it again. Brash, pompous, with little or no acting skills, this young muscular henchman of a hero was once again straining his larynx to its loudest to get the message across and the heroine (clad in a skimpy costume) drooled over his each dialogue, though they have been used in at […]

Prologue: Chook Chook Gadi

Well, the Aanshan has started, you may post in your views on the blog…