Tired from the antics of a character, a creator finally decides one evening to let go, push his creation off a ledge and leave. Perhaps his eyes are set on fresh pastures. Or he might have found this one character he himself has created from void, a burden, his death, that dead albatross around his stretch of creative neck. Better leave him behind and go, he tells himself. So in the next story he sits with his fictional villain, plots a trap, and pulls it off with such … Continue reading
Drinker? You like to tank up in parties at the expense of big shots of the country? What if we help you travel through time and then get you an invitation from none other than Peter the Great, that Russian Tsar of the 17th century? Would you accept and go for the royal bash? Well listen, you must haul RRR through sulfurous and smoldering embers of hell before forcing it stay even in the continent where Peter holds a bash for his poor pals … Continue reading
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing, Onward, the sailors cry Carry the lad that’s born to be king Over the sea to Skye (A Skye boat song written later based on the incident) The boat moved steadily to the Isle of Skye, away from the mainland of Scotland. Bonnie Prince Charlie, who bravely fought against the English was aboard. But you wouldn’t recognize him easily. He was now in the boat in the attire of an Irish … Continue reading
1997. It was 10pm. All beverage outlets in the city were closed. The party was only reaching its climax. Everybody present desperately needed a couple of pegs more for the road, but they were looking down an empty cache without a single bottle left. As the host I smiled, and asked my confidante to pull out my last number from the cupboard – a bottle of Bacardi. “Wow!” everyone interjected in unison. I smiled proudly. It was magic indeed to … Continue reading
