The Painting Pen – The Primrose Smile

11:35 PM – I pinged my client SME over Lync. “Yes, that would be where the prblem is. I will have my development team fix the problem first thing tomorrow morning and the fix will be deployed to the users before their start of business tomorrow.” 11:36 PM – Ivan (the client SME) – “That…

The Tub of Looney

    The Day was April 31st, 1938. The rabbit was taking a bath in his bathtub around the corner of his apartment. He kept yodelling loudly, just as he always did when he applied soap upon himself. The bubbles covered him all over, even those big eyes and long ears, so he was groping around for…

The Painting Pen – 3… 2… 1…

The Children’s Park of Mylapore, Chennai was bustling in its usual colors that Sunday evening. With the Independence Day celebrations right around the corner, the inter-colony sports tournaments were at their most hectic schedule. On one corner of the park was the Cricket tournament finals between Vijaya Colony and Sriram Nagar. This year’s favorites were…

The Painting Pen – “How Dare You?!”

It was already 11:30 PM and Suresh was still 110 KM away from Chennai. The so called Express bus closing the distance at 80 KMPH wasn’t fast enough for him. He glanced at his Nokia again in utter disbelief. The text message carried one single word in it– “Tomorrow”. He began to feel restless at…

The Painting Pen – The Voice of the Beheld

I walked all the way up to the bus stop today, because I didn’t want my mood to be wrecked this early in the morning. Which is also why, I decided to dress to my best today. Of course, a formal turquoise saree might not exactly spell grandeur, but I was aiming for at least…