Moana

Moana
Location
India
Birthday
March 16
Bio
A writer who has to write JAVA code for a living but dreams of someday reaching the elysium where letters would be all that she would need to exist.

MY RECENT POSTS

JULY 17, 2012 7:13AM

Thresholds

I was running late. The only consolation was that she would be shocked if I wasn’t . She was the one who dragged me from my bed in our apartment to the classroom all those years ago. She was the one who’d make me gobble my breakfast at the cafeteria before… Read full post »

“Archaeology, it seems, has unwittingly proven that Vegetarianism is not only unnatural for our species, but a meatless diet is actually counterproductive to our survival. Had our prehistoric ancestors not learned to hunt, kill, and eat meat, we would not be present today to have this debate. TRead full post »

JUNE 17, 2011 10:16AM

The Wedding Crasher

She had always liked coloring within the lines. She had never wanted to rebel, to do something different for the sake of doing something different. In her late twenties now, she had begun to feel doubts creep in. Had she really missed out on something? Was she insane for being so… Read full post »

JUNE 10, 2011 7:24AM

Flash Fiction - The Copier Machine

She loved her cubicle. It was right next to the copier machine. She loved seeing all the people who came to copy, scan, print or just fix a jam.

 

She played out stories in her head about all of them. Hushed conversations on cellphones, snatched bits of office gossip shared over… Read full post »

 - Write about other people's posts....

A few posts which I think were read by shamefully few people. All cover posts have been excluded, out of spite. Just kidding....

1.  Angels Everywhere

2.  Kitchen Comedy Read full post »

JANUARY 20, 2011 1:50AM

Moana and Me

I started writing at OS in October 2008. So its been more than two years now at this place. I am yet to write a piece under my real identity. Why? I have written some very deeply personal posts which I would prefer remain unknown to everyone who knows me personally.

 /…

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DECEMBER 8, 2010 1:48AM

Reading for a friend

You bring sunshine into the room when you enter on the bleakest of days. You are or at least you give a very convincing appearance of being full of joy and vitality coupled with the innocence of a child’s. Your optimism feigned or otherwise is infectious.

 

You are or like to… Read full post »

DECEMBER 7, 2010 2:26AM

So What's Up

 

The story the cards tell...
I have a new hobby. The Tarot. I bought a deck online and for the last few weeks spend every night trying to make them tell stories. So far it has all been about me.
As for my friends, I know them and about them a lot so… Read full post »
DECEMBER 6, 2010 4:17AM

Weekend Reading

I am not one for the award winning books and their award winning authors. I like my books simple and comprehensible. Jhumpa Lahiri's Namesake and Interpreter of Maladies are definitely my cup of tea but Naipaul's 'The Magic Seeds' went off at a tangent no sooner than I had read the… Read full post »

OCTOBER 25, 2010 8:27AM

The Seasons

The spring brought her youth

Her blush colored the flowers

Her smile warmed the sun

Her veil became the rainbow

Her innocence lent the dew its charm

Her laugh gave the birds their song

Her vitality was the verdure all around

 

The summer gifted her passion

Her love scorched the earth… Read full post »

OCTOBER 1, 2010 6:37AM

Navel Gazing

It is cloudy ouside. Being a Friday afternoon the bay is already starting to wear a deserted look.

Not much work to do and I find my thoughts drifting in varied and random directions.

I try yet again to reason why I cannot forgive and forget. I made bad decisions in college.… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 30, 2010 2:02AM

When a nation holds its collective breath

Today on the 30th of September 2010 at 3:30 p.m. IST, the High Court of Allahabad will deliver its verdict on the long pending Ayodhya issue.

I am sure all the details are available all over the internet so I will spare you the history. In a nutshell, in the year 1992 a… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 8, 2010 3:13AM

TeleCooking

When I changed jobs this June, little did I know that it would be more than just a career move. For the last three years while slogging away at my old job, I had been living as  a paying guest with a kind lady living alone. She provided good healthy and/… Read full post »

JULY 29, 2010 7:36AM

Not going there yet...

They sat facing each other, holding hands. They did not mind the hard plastic chairs and barely noticed the people streaming all around them. They sat in the middle of all the rush and yet far away from everything on this earth. In their own parallel universe, oblivious to everything but… Read full post »

JUNE 22, 2010 5:24AM

Getting Out

She finally dared to exhale. All the help up breath rushed out of her in a tidal wave of relief. The plane had finally taken off. She was air-borne. They could not get her now. She had left everything behind once and for all.

 

She looked around her, her fellow travelers… Read full post »

MARCH 10, 2010 12:37AM

Ego Trip

It's amazing how alike two people can be.

You go on a ego trip, boosted by all the awesome response your work brings in for you day in and out. You puff out our chest till it is ready to explode because people tell you work won't happen without you. AllRead full post »

JANUARY 20, 2010 11:37PM

Wedding Vows

I love you for existing.

For proving that fantasies can indeed be omens that herald the truth.

For proving that my thoughts, my dreams, my dearest and most secretive wishes were nothing but precursors for joy that only love can bring.

For proving my doubts hollow and my skeptic alter-ago a… Read full post »

DECEMBER 23, 2009 4:48AM

On eggs and potatoes...

Get those eggs to the slab and break them into the bowl.

How do I break them, with a knife?

Use a spoon

I told you to break them into the bowl not around the bowl, now clean up the mess before the kitchen starts smelling enough to get your mother/… Read full post »

DECEMBER 20, 2009 11:43PM

I am Scrooge this Christmas

I am depressed.

I can see you shocked. Your mouths still stretched after voicing the big WHAT!!??&&, your eyes rolled up so high in  their sockets, that the pupils are no longer exposed.

It's Christmas week for God's sake I can hear you cry. Christmas and depressed, the ultimate par… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 11, 2009 4:30AM

A tale of two Man Booker prizes

I am feeling a little patriotic of late so kindly bear with me.

I recently read a book by an Indian author a few weeks ago, that had won the Man Booker prize ( don’t ask me which year) and that is what sparked this patriotic fervor. This book had… Read full post »

JUNE 9, 2009 6:06AM

Victory Dance

The horizon stretched on and on, gently curving like the hips of a shapely woman lying on her side. As I walked towards the frothy sea of the early dawn, it grew more enticing, the faint tinge of red giving it a erotic glow. I hugged myself to shield my body… Read full post »

APRIL 20, 2009 10:00AM

To the beyond......and back

The pain was gone. I was feeling nothing. Not even my own weight. My vision was hazy, My hearing was indistinct. It was as if the sounds were reaching my ears from across a great distance. I felt myself rising. I resisted, I tried to grab something to anchor myself butRead full post »

MARCH 11, 2009 3:28AM

Paranoia

I am a sicko. No, no,stop. Don't even start telling me how wrong I am. How sweet I am or how smart I appear to be.

I just know I am a wierdo. Let me tell you why. I have this wierd feeling always that all the people around me are… Read full post »

MARCH 9, 2009 6:05AM

Cup of tea

They walk into the living room. She leaves her bag on the sofa and stands with one hand on the back of the same sofa and the other at the back of her neck while she tilts her head backwards and turns it from side to side to get some feeling… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 26, 2009 7:39AM

Addicted? Who me?

Addictions?  Let me see…

I was addicted to tea. Yes, tea. I could not go on without a cup of tea the first thing in the morning. I would arise from bed only to grab it with my hands. My mother loved spoiling us. Then I would have tea at 4:00… Read full post »