Raunaq Vohra

blogs from Mumbai

Chrysalis
The disembodied voice said to take cover but he didn't know where to go. He looked around frantically, wondering how his life had come to this. How was it that a mind-numbingly average pencil-pusher like him followed a phantom voice's instruction into a musty box room? It had been a strange couple o...
Posted on 31 December 2015 | 5:30 am
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In Memoriam
All it took was the flip of a switch. And the world ended. Who do you blame? The man who flipped the switch is the intuitive - albeit not entirely obvious - answer. It feels like the age-old debate about shooting someone too, doesn't it? Do you hate the one who pulled the trigger, or [...]...
Posted on 9 August 2015 | 6:55 pm
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Penguins.
X liked lions. He liked the way they roared, their mane and that the collective noun for lions was 'pride'. It beat the crap out of 'clutter' for cats. It wasn't nearly as good as 'ascension of larks'. But he could live with that. No one really cared about larks. Their legs were too skinny. [...]...
Posted on 14 August 2012 | 11:31 pm
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