(A short fiction by Sidharth Vardhan February 17, 2018) (The story of patient’s sister which is mentioned in the beginning of this story can be found here.) 1. “You, psychologists, are rather patient people – or perhaps you aren’t even listening. For here I am talking about my sister and her comfort object when this…Read More Comfort Objects Part II The Prince or the dragon?
(A short fiction by Sidharth Vardhan February 17, 2018) “My mother was from a traditional background and biased towards sons over daughters. That is perhaps why when she gave birth to twins – one of each sex, it was me who spend most of the time in her arms during our infancy rather than my…Read More Comfort objects – Part I Nayi
(A song by Sidharth Vardhan First written on April 17, 2018) Take away your ficklish loves No bigger than smallest of months They may suit some other Myself can’t handle another Parts of my souls are still in graves Which were build by fantasies You thought were your loves And I loved the idea of…Read More Ficklish Loves
(A short story by Sidharth Vardhan First written on March 22, 2018) 1. He was so very careful with his steps. From very early on, he has decided one can’t be too careful as one walks to one’s destination, for one can so easily fall within a momentary carelessness on these rocky lands. And so…Read More The Fall
A tribute to Charles Dickens (A Tale of Two Cities) and Damien Rice (Cheers Darling) A short story by Sidharth Vardhan First written on March 26, 2018 As usual, she had her beautiful smile on when she opened the door and she greeted him with her daily question, addressing him, as she always did, with…Read More Three Cigarettes and a Song
(A review by Sidharth Vardhan of ‘A Tale of Two Cities‘ (1859) by Charles Dickens First written in September 9, 2015 ) “No man ever really loved a woman, lost her, and knew her with a blameless though an unchanged mind, when she was a wife and a mother, but her children had a strange…Read More A tale of a broken heart
Woke up with the worm, couldn’t eat, Music won’t do, Books won’t either, Something cruel is in the sunlight today, And ignored dog looks sad too. Know that will be crying today. Woke up with the worm, Hope it will kill me today. Can’t get you out of my mind, don’t want to love you…Read More Woke up with the worm
(A short story by Sidharth Vardhan June 24, 2016) “Papa, Pa-Pa, Pa, Pa” he has rolled the variations of the word;‘Daddy’ or ‘Dad’ too, but he wishes that Vani will call him papa. It has just the right kind of sound to it. It has always felt like a big responsibility – inwardly he still…Read More Vani