Articles & Short Stories by Shobana

This picture, colorful as it is, says quite a bit to me. To assuage the need for desire, fulfillment and satisfaction, the butterflies are drawn to the nectar of the wild flowers. Creatively transforming what an artist would call an inspiration, into a masterpiece. Isn't it beautiful? Well, it is the start of May, the first of its 31 days, and I am still left behind somewhere in the throngs of  March. I guess I would have to move forward as fast as I can to reach the present. A lot has happened in the month of April - catastrophes, terror attacks, people dying, babies born, weddings, new beginnings, an end to relationships, an end to struggles, hope for the future, children graduating, sicknesses, discoveries, and the list goes on. What I am trying to say is that even through the bad times, the good times reveal itself. There's is always the good and the bad, acceptance and moving on is key to overcoming all difficulties. I know it is easier said than done. People ...

THE RAGING | Chronicle by Shobana Gomes  Shobana Gomes   2019-01-01 The troubled seas spoke of the colossal danger The mighty winds its ally Something had destroyed their quiet There was a raging brewing in the distance Staring out the creaky wooden window of her dilapidated house, which looked like it would fall off its rusty hinges at any given moment, she muttered under her breath,  “Something is not right.”   The sea was in a furious mood, the rising and falling of its torrent waves denoting a hidden danger close at hand. “The winds are angry, and so they howl their fury,”  she exclaimed in hushed tones, warning the mighty sea to stay calm or the winds could destroy its peace. Her weather-beaten fingers lifted up, in a warning. For ninety years, the mysterious seas and the winds in her tiny village were her constant companion. She spoke to the spirits that dominated them. She understood their temperament. Many a time they wer...