The Song of Cicada
The Song of Cicada
Author-editor-academic-journalist with 22 books published, solo and joint. Seeker of truth---in an age of contested truth.
A restive traveller of the multiple realms, orbiting there in the outer cosmos, generally navigated with the aid of a robust literary imagination; a low-profile cartographer of the Unknown.
Embracing the change.
"Too much sanity may be madness — and maddest of all: to see life as it is, and not as it should be!”
― Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra, Don Quixote
The Song of Cicada
Reflections, random
It was a Journey of Faith (JoF).
Most journeys are acts of faith.
A daily commute or a long-distance one, humans undertake movements that affirm the principle of belief. Belief in certain ideals.
The City of Concrete (CC) was all excited and discussing the new viral video of a man claiming to be the “Real Gandhi”.
Bizarre!
The dream woke him up with a start.
Such a dream will wake up any guy!
A shudder passed through him.
Dead of night—the howl of a stray dog added to the uneasiness. Was it a premonition? The Grim Reaper stared malevolently; neon sign lit up the urgent message on the billboard, at the interstate highway, his car waiting at the traffic signal, in New Delhi’s tri-junction at the Connaught Place: