The overwhelming emphasis on dualism is ingrained everywhere, which only happens to be a primitive binary lens we visualize the world with. This or that. An illusion that allows us to believe that we have the universe sorted out in the most sophisticated way possible, all the while stifling progress and evolution. Power is under … Continue reading Breaking Dualism
Author: Devi Writes
Parasakthi (1952)
Parasakthi is a 1952 Tamil drama film directed by Krishnan-Panju, which sparked a revolution and ushered in a new era in Tamil cinema. Based on a play of the same name by M.S. Balasundaram, the brilliant penmanship of M. Karunanidhi breathes life into the story. Set in the backdrop of WWII, the story revolves around … Continue reading Parasakthi (1952)
Away From
Angry frontlights adorned the snow-clad roadLike ancient boats scaling the snakelike river; Saints in deep meditation years long was The portrait of the wise birds’ discussion. Oh, what a life man leads, Lamented the birds’ head. He knows not empathy like the melting ice, Not virtue like the righteous sun overhead; Not generosity like the … Continue reading Away From
Arteries
Them blue veins throb Furious clash of the vessels In the deep seas of burning blood. The heart pumps hard Against the ribs and walls Trying to break free; A free bird with pure glee. Them arteries pump strength, Pull from within Under their weight. With that gravity, The heart shatters To fragments of melancholy, … Continue reading Arteries
The Pink Won
"The skies. They kill me," quoted Audrey, gazing out the windows. The warmth in her eyes appeared to tear down the sky to pieces. "Wow! Melting blue." She smiled to herself. Marylene chuckled. "Now, what is that? What kind of a blue melts?" She swayed the doll she was knitting from side to side, in … Continue reading The Pink Won
Smiles: A Sweeper’s Tale
The following day we had the physics test. The book that was propped open before me showed snakelike equations and endless derivations, that seemed to me to spring out of nowhere then. I was looking out the windows immediately to my right. Though it was December, the tropics had their own agenda planned out. It … Continue reading Smiles: A Sweeper’s Tale
A Tryst with the Jurassic
The deadly velociraptor, with its gaping jaws and menacing features, inches closer to Dr Alan Grant (who slowly recedes holding back Tim, Lex and Dr Ellie Sattler behind him) with every passing fraction of a second. Before anyone could comprehend what was happening, the tyrannosaur appears in the scene and sinks its huge teeth into … Continue reading A Tryst with the Jurassic
Orange Juice and Politics
The gold-shielded warrior king and his army of cottony clouds appeared to be furiously fighting a planetary war with Earth and its poor creatures on two legs. Way too hot. Too hot a day to discuss with my friends the ongoing political chaos in our state. The conversation was as heated up as the political … Continue reading Orange Juice and Politics
Candled
Certain scenes diffuse visual divinity to an extent the ambience feels spiritually aromatic. If senses seldom fail us, they have as well mastered the art of enhancing new sensibilities. The candle smiled at me. Its scent was my imagination. Just when I was ruminating the possibility of dropping down dead with sleep, I heard the … Continue reading Candled
Devi Writes 