The Imaginary Blog

What could one say about Tim? One might call him a hard worker, perseverant in his tasks and dedicated to his profession. One might descri...

When does this city ever stop? Granted, there are occasions when the general raucous bustling characteristic of this city dwindles to ...

I extracted a little piece from the archives. Dated 25th February, 2014. Enjoy. On reading about the latest atrocities in Indian Parliame...

Some of us might feel that, on seeing a lizard perched on the ceiling, that we are witnessing a gravity-defying act. I suppose even lizards...

Having performed a great deal of soul-searching and introspection, I have made a decision as to what I wish to do with my life. The path I...

I'm sorry, but it cannot be true.  It simply cannot.  There is not even a remote possibility that this could have happened at any p...

The world was spinning. The calm, periodic revolutions of his surroundings left him in a state of bliss and joy. His face oozed of ser...