A personal road to atheism

I used to believe in God when I was little. Mom taught me to pray every morning and I was happy to accept the ritual as it somewhat soothed my childish mind from my childish troubles. Some of the earliest and fondest memories I have are of granddad, Mom and I, singing odes in the … Continue reading A personal road to atheism



The first raindrops of the season fell yesterday amidst the sweltering heat. Maybe it had rained a few days back too. But these were the first drops worthy of noticing. Nature made me notice. With a sudden gust of wet wind the weak hostel windows flew open and rain came in, drenching my boiling hot … Continue reading Yellow