Author: Reshma Clare Stanislaus

SHORT STORY | Jathagam by Reshma Clare Stanislaus

“Let me calculate it for you. I have an app for that.” She whipped out her phone immediately. “That’s okay. We don’t really follow those things…”, is what I said, letting the conversation trail off, not before I noticed the slight frown of annoyance on her face. The expression she usually gets when her plans are frustrated and things don’t go her way. What I wanted to say was, “Hell, NO. Why don’t you get a life, instead of being such a bossy busybody, always telling everybody else what to do and how to do it!” Oh, if only...

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Review | BROHEMIA! A New Play

BROHEMIA! A New Play was playing at the Kuala Lumpur Performing Arts Centre (KLPAC) from the 14th-24th of November. It’s a play by Kelvin Wong. It is the third and final new project of Theatresauce’s 2019 season. I was gifted tickets to go and watch it from Eksentrika’s ticket giveaway and was excited to go and see it. The play summary stated that BROHEMIA! “is a fictional utopia strictly for mature audiences founded on the ideals of brawn, beauty and brotherhood. As the city celebrates its 7th Annual City Parade, the Mayor launches Vitamin M, a controversial drug that...

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POETRY | What Is The Price of Your Soul by Reshma Clare Stanislaus

What is the price of your soul? Can it be measured in silver or gold? 100K, 1 million, 1 billion… SOLD? Or is it something no one can hold? Enough to buy… Silence, complicity, A deaf ear and a blind eye, Justification of duplicity… What is the price of your soul? Love, at its’ conditional best? The promise of respect or status? Being given importance above the rest? Does integrity not matter? Instead… a bought perspective, Villification of any detractor, Blind loyalty and obedience… What is the price of your soul? Tribal acceptance? A beautiful facade? Simply to be...

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POETRY | Self Sabotage by Reshma Clare Stanislaus

Photo by chuttersnap on Unsplash Giving in to negative labels, Bad habits and all it enables, That which does not serve you better, Unconsciously feeling you don’t deserve greater. A self-fulfilling prophecy, appeasing the voices, Of the naysayers, party poopers, The shine-dimmers and energy vampires, The piss on your parade, joy and soul suckers. The ever consoling, who show they “care”, If things don’t go to plan, are always there, Schadenfreude-ing in private, platitudes aplenty, Secretly rejoicing, “I’m better”, with glee. Never happy for you, when there is good news to be shared, Downplaying, trivializing, focussing on what you “should” have instead,...

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