rachana allamraju

Juxtaposition? Thickets, ditches, thorny branches Jerked abruptly away at the sudden movement A hand, working fast and frantic Rapidly proceeded forward like a blur. Glimpses hiding and peeking randomly A face, afflicted with changing emotions As colourful as a camouflaging chameleon Darted in and out of the sunlight. Crunching, swishing …

I had always been afraid of large water bodies.  To face this fear I decided to have a maximum experience of the sea, the largest water body. So I jumped onto a plane, and landed on the Andaman and Nicobar islands. I was literally trapped and surrounded by the big …

Reading has been my forte since I was little. It is a passion which I have carried since then. I believe ideas can change the world which stands true no matter whichever field we are in and the way ideas reach us is when we read. Those days, parchment was …

A death, a prophecy, a loveless life, a busy husband, an overprotective childhood, the merciless heat and finally, the moon; all these words lead towards the troubled life of a young, beautiful and romantic girl, named Maya. The protagonist of the book, Cry, the Peacock is an over pampered child of her …

I heard the words, Be precise, to the point And I asked “my friend, but how?” A surprise stares at me and laughs “I don’t know, they keep saying it.” Precisions, short words Broken fragments “I was thinking the other day…” “come lets go to the restaurant.” Clinking plates and …

It has been a long time since I walked by a country road. When I was in my teens, I had my first glimpse of a village. Now, the growing crime has made even the smallest pleasure like walking alone, dreadful. All this makes me remember an incident from Orwell’s 1984. The …

The vacant easy chair On which the body reclines The swinging movement Which then and now reminds The realisation of that instant A flickering glimpse of that moment Of life which is being lived.   How obscure the human mind A thinker, a creator, one entity Running its own world …