Along the way

It was a calm and bright night. At about four thirty in the late afternoon a young couple went out together planning to go somewhere. The girl was in blue t-shirt and jeans while the boy was in black shirt with a skull painted and old black jeans. They seemed to be a happy couple. Ya, it was not Saturday night which is a day for young couples going out to have fun.

They held hand one another while walking down the street. And then they stopped at a bus shelter waiting for certain bus to take. For several minutes finaly they got the bus.

Peoples of a different world

By: Anand Krishna

Not too long ago, I faced a situation, when for the first time I realized that to some people love and loins are inseparable. To them, love making is the only possible expression of love. They cannot think of love as anything else other than the meeting of human genitals.

I have this habit of signing my books “with love” – always.  Having done that for more than a decade, I faced a situation when even that line was being questioned. Thus, I was being projected as the perfect blend of Caligula and Casanova.

Why do I sign my books “with love”?