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Rupesh.U.K is a passionate writer who just likes to write. He had authored a novelette called ‘The Trodden Paths’ and continues in his passion to write more books.

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  • The Anti-Slack Brigade

    1 When he checked the weight each day as soon as he woke up, Bruce was a disappointed man. It’s been the same for a year, and we are at the end of a summer that promised gym and weight loss. The digital scale read 90 kgs. He was obese. For a man who wore…

  • The Genie

    1 There is a difference listening to Cherry Valley and Sombr, sung by the same singer, when the singer was at two phases of his life, and conveying different attitudes towards life. Bruce of Al Nahda, Sharjah, never understood that (he still wears his underwear backward-front until mom notices that he did wear one). Bruce…

  • Mind over matter

    Mind over matter

    When mind blooms, we are Happy. So, what makes us Happy? Is it mere fortune, that calorie count or a recreation in a resort? In this materialistic life, we hold these standards in high regard, a traction for chaleur humaine, often thinking less about the fact that you would barely recognize the same people, if…

  • Tad Dizzy and this is…

    1 The last time Bruce felt the dizziness was when he had done the Valsalva maneuver. He had pooped hard stools. It did not stay in his memory for long, but, when he did remember, he instantly knew that his poop was black. It is a tad funny what the brain can hold on to,…

  • Sanity

    1 When Jonathan woke up that morning, he was in a room that he instantly felt a dislike for. The room looked the same, freshly whitewashed as if inviting someone, and the same white fan circled over his head. There was a window. But it was not the same through which he looked into something…

  • Invisible

    1 Facing the sun, 3I/ATLAS grew an anti-tail, a probable that the damn thing (now hesitatingly being called the comet) was cranking its rusty brakes. Why? Avi Loeb, the Harvard astrophysicist, predicted that the thing, assumed as a comet, is nothing but a hypothetical possession of wonderment. Why is there a non-comet signature as an…

  • In the Offing

    My dream of publishing a book by an Indie publisher, is just near. So near that I think I could touch my book. Its been a patient four years of renaissance, where I started as a pantser, molded my writing into a plotter , and eventually ended up as a plantser. I have experienced them…

  • The Forlorn

    Author’s Note: This is a ‘real’ story of my grandfather Mr. Raman of Mangalore, written and narrated by my dad Mr. Ravindra Rao in Kannada, and of course, my honest effort to anglicize it. Most of the words are his, and, despite the added fictional touch, the theme remains intact. 1940s, Mangalore I stop at…

  • The Time Lapse

    1 The time when my distant cousin, Sachin Nair had his first encounter with an astrologer, he was six months old. He had peed on the astrologer’s lap. But, what concerned the people around was not this matter, instead, the astrologer had found a serious error in Sachin’s horoscope. It said he would face a…

  • Coming Home Now

    Weeks, days, hours, minutes‘Til I’ll be home,One, two, three, four, five, six‘Til I’ll be home, ’til I’ll be home Last month, or probably much before that, I was living by the above stanza sung by ‘Boyzone’ from their song ‘Coming Home Now’. I feel shy to write that stanza as I had been childish counting…