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It was a desperate ploy, I admit. My interest in the supreme power was not to utilize it or harness it. I never dreamt I would one day wield it. I never knew the ultimate power could be tamed by anyone, lest only me. I judged that I had grown up with a massive power of will myself. I had survived so far, I bet on my own willpower to survive, which I am good at.

The streets of Rajura were empty except for the occasional coal miner scurrying for shelter before it poured. I ducked into the nearest Wine Bar and occupied the first empty table. In our area all bars are named ‘xyz Wine Bar’ even though they never keep any wine. All forms of liquor are called wine..

She peeped from her window and saw downcast skies and sudden flash of sunlight as if the sun had decided to play hide and seek with the clouds.The bay area winter was at its best.Sunny skies but coolest temperature. It was a picture prefect day.

Katha Sagar Spirit

INDImag’s Top-5 Posts brings the best of the last week, every Sunday and sometimes to complete the list, a post from the past further than that.

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 5; the fifth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. “ I was not ‘me’ a year ago. I was a good man…”  echoed [...]

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 4; the fourth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. Being parents to a 3.5 year old and a 15 month old, the thought [...]