The Dwarf’s Advocate 

​As the Unicorn grew up, he started getting the courage to stand up against him. This was not an overnight thing. It was a slow process, over years and years.

The Unicorn began by thinking what he would say to the Dragon. There was a time where he couldn’t possibly imagine himself saying those things. That thought itself scared him.

As the Whispering Tree, taught him the right way of life, the Unicorn defied the Dragon every day in the smallest ways. This defiance. Keep this defiance in mind. Because this spark would one day, turn into a bout of absolute destruction.

The Unicorn still didn’t know where the Dragon was going wrong, but he knew this wasn’t right. And he never said a word when it was him being torched.
Unfortunately this meant, the anger would be bottled inside. And this wasn’t good for either of them.

For one day, it would erupt right out of the Unicorn and engulf the Dragon whole. And that day, would obviously come.

The first spark of rebellion I seem to recall, was the time the Dragon torched the Dwarf.

By this time, the Unicorn and the Dwarf had the relationship like most siblings.  They fought over stupid things every five minutes and soon after they’d lay laughing and playing around.

As soon as the Dwarf was old enough to learn, the Dragon started on him. And this time over, he was worse. Maybe it was because of the fire of his new work. Maybe he was just getting more relentless with age, but whenever the Dragon was home, he only torched the Dwarf.

It started over studies, but soon, moved on to irrational things. One thing you must know about the Dwarf is that he is, the perfect craftsman. The minute he was born, he started playing with scraps of metal. But oh no, oh no no. The Dragon detested this. Nay, he didn’t just detest it. He abhorred it. You would never see his fire as big as it was when he was torching the Dwarf.

One day, after a really irrational torching, the Unicorn burned with anger. He couldn’t see his brother being treated this way. His child like brother, who was more sensitive than any creature in the land.

He just couldn’t take it any more.

The fire, that took place that day, it shook the entire land. Creatures everywhere still talk about it. The Unicorn and the Dragon fought like never before. The Dragon had never seen this kind of an act before.

Wifey didn’t know what to do. She tried to come between them. Tried to calm her son down.  Because even then she knew, trying to talk sense into the Unicorn was more rational that trying to make the Dragon understand.

The Dragon couldn’t understand what was happening. Was his older son, blowing out fire on him? He had never seen that kind of fire. For a moment he thought it was not even fire. It was terror in its purest form. For a second here saw where he was wrong, but recovered quickly. He got angrier than he ever had. He couldn’t let his son have the power.

Just then the Unicorn saw what was going on. He stopped his own wrath and ran away. He went to the meadows. He let the Whispering Tree calm him down.

Later the Tree would teach him to control that terror.

Things returned to normal in a few days, as they always do. But after this time. All of them knew.

The Dragon wasn’t the only terror now. There was a new Dragon in town.

We come to a point where anything can happen. This is where the battle begins.

Will the Fire of the Dragon win?
The Terror of the Unicorn?
If you are in this fight with me.
Let me know. ( comment)
Team Dragon or Team Unicorn? 

– The Rebel .


Where Time Stood Still

The Unicorn’s life had now taken a still turn. It was as if time had slowed down, and that he was living the same day, everyday. He started getting more and more quiet. He said close to nothing at home. One reason being he wasn’t allowed to. Another being, he knew anything he said, would cause him trouble.

When I say, not allowed to, I mean, every time the Unicorn was loud, and excited and happy, he would positively get shot down by the Dragon. Everytime the Unicorn was happy, he would be told that if he was this happy about his work, his study, he would do better.

Sometimes, the Unicorn felt, the Dragon had taken it as a mission, to get rid of every bit of his happiness. The Unicorn grew up to feel ashamed every time he was happy, without an appropriate reason.

If this was what the Dragon retorted, at the Unicorn being happy, can you imagine what he must have said to the Unicorn being sad?

Every time, the Dragon screamed in his illegible voice and torched the Unicorn, the Unicorn would shed tears. I will never know how after so many years, the Unicorn still felt such sorrow and the Dragon’s words. But he did. Maybe he still had some love left in his heart.

But everytime he did cry, the Dragon would say, ‘ Son! If you do not stop crying this instant, I will come out there, and bash your skull. What have I done to you, worth crying? I haven’t hurt you. I haven’t hit you. So you will NOT cry.’

The Unicorn grew up thinking, that creatures only cried, if they were being hit by some one.

And this was just one of the warped ways in which the Unicorn was taught to see the world. He never knew that this was not how the world works. And that things didn’t have to be so hard all the time. Life isn’t meant to be worked through. You weren’t meant to break your way through. You weren’t meant to burn through this life.

Life is meant to be lived.
Life is meant to be loved.

The Unicorn wouldn’t know this for years and years to come.

But he would, and he would one day see the world as the beautiful place it is, instead of the place the Dragon had made it.

And that in itself gives us, a spark. A spark that says better times will come. And that spark? It makes the journey worth the trouble.

Is anybody there?
Phew. Thank you.
I wouldn’t be able to take this journey alone.

Tune into Radio 1607 in just a short time. We will be taking a break. A break called Life.

– The Rebel.

It Is The Age of The Dwarf

​I find it funny, that I have gotten so far in this story without introducing, the Dwarf.

Who is the Dwarf you ask?

The Dragon And Wifey had a few marvellous years with the Unicorn. That was until the Dwarf was born. I would like to say, that with the birth of the Dwarf changed nothing about our story. But it is never like that.

With the Dwarf’s birth, came the age of change. Now, the Dragon and Wifey, had two children to provide for. And that got rid of every bit of happy spirit they had in them. And the Unicorn lost everything about his home,  that made it Home.

Now it wasn’t a home. It was a regime. It was a routine. Life became about his studying only.

The Dragon found a gathering of dragons who taught children of other dragons how to  fight. As he would be working most of the day, there would be nobody to pay attention to his studies. So the Dragon became giddy with excitement, when he found the school.

Even though, the birth of the Dwarf changed everything, the Unicorn still loved him. He was the tiniest creature, the land had seen.
The Unicorn could see Wifey, was paying more attention to the Dwarf. But unlike other children, he never took this as a problem. He saw his mother loving this baby, and he loved it too.

I will never know, how the Unicorn found in himself, this maturity to accept his younger sibling with as much love as he had in him. I will never know, the exact moment the Unicorn grew up. I will never know what made him grow up. But one thing I know for sure. The Unicorn had grown up. And he grew up, much, much earlier than he should have.

There would be a lot more that the Dwarf would change. There would be fights the Unicorn would fight. Change is inevitable.  And things would change,  many times over. But for now, the story had a new character. An important one, too.

“Are you still with me?
This journey needs travelling.
I need you to travel this journey with me.
It is the only way of finding the truth.
So are you with me

– The Rebel.

“Love is magic at it’s very best” 

​One of the first things,the Unicorn learnt from ‘ The Whispering Tree’ was that  Love is the one thing that conquers everything.

“Love is beyond any other feeling and it overpowers any other reasoning. Love is anywhere and everywhere.”

“Creatures show Love in the most unusual ways ever.” The tree would say, ” Never forget that, my son, Love is what will make you different. Your love, is what will make you,you”

The Unicorn, fell a little bit more in love, with love, everyday.
The thing is, family is what teaches us how to love. We open our eyes for the first time, and we see them. We learn how to love from them.

Our family, fights to keep us happy. Our family is always there. When nothing else remains, it is family which helps us.

The Unicorn grew up thinking his family never loved him. He felt unloved from the second, the Dragon, towered over him. Him, a powerless mess.
One must never underestimate the feeling of Love.  Or the lack of it. The lack of Love established the personality of the Unicorn. He felt there was nothing about him, that could be loved.

What the Unicorn never knew was that,  Of course The Dragon and Wifey loved him. How couldn’t they? He was their son. But they never managed to show it, without reducing the Unicorn to tears. They thought they were caring for their child.

You tell me though? Is this healthy? Spending most of the childhood, in tears. Spending most moments together, fighting. Back then, there was nothing the Unicorn could do. He didn’t even know this was out of the blue. He felt this is how families behave.

Long, long after, when he found a friend, who became his family, he realised what he went through everyday, wasn’t what everyone went through.

“Stay with me. Stay with me because there is hope.

Stay with me because one day, the Unicorn will love

-The Rebel.