Sometimes, a comfortable, mature seeming companionship isn’t mature at all, But a relation dying a secluded, slow death. Not everything that shines is gold. Similarly, not everything that seems comfortable is, sometimes, comfortable at all. What do you think about it, folks? IF YOU ARE A FIRST-TIME VISITOR OF MY BLOG, DO REFER ‘First-Timers’. IT WOULD HELP… Read More An inside-out Hurricane
DISCLAIMER- This being the second and last part of this story, I urge you to (if you haven’t) to read the first part, which you can find here, to enjoy the whole story. ‘Finally, I will be home. At my home.’ Maya’s husband rejoiced in the moment when he got to know about his duty being… Read More Will he come back?-PART (2/2)
‘I heard you. I heard you, darling. Daddy is coming home next week.’ Maya said out aloud with her welled up eyes and trembling hands. Maya held her thirteen-year old daughter, Alisha, and hugged her, and both of them relished the moment; none of them said anything but just held each other. Maya’s husband was… Read More Will he come back?-PART (1/2)
On some extremely rare occasions my write-up contains itself up to a word-limit of say, 100 words. And here is the one. He pulled her ears, daring her to win. She, on the other hand, accepted the challenge shouting roguishly, ‘Game is on.’ Offended, his rage escalated to the devilish proportions, and he tried to… Read More Warfare transcending from Micro to Macro-world!
Mahira always used to wear a black, plain veil; even at her workplace. Nobody ever asked her to not to wear it. She was from Kashmir and had recently shifted to Chennai for her work. But she didn’t shift alone; her husband- what he seemed to, at least, people around- did too. Nobody ever saw… Read More A woman behind the veil
DISCLAIMER – I urge you to go through PART-1, if you haven’t, before you proceed with PART-2. You don’t realize how daunting your past can be if those memories and their recollection don’t haunt you with your every breath, with every movement of yours. I, Scarlet, am the victim of such past, a past that relives… Read More Nobody knew that the others knew-PART (2/2)
A cool summer day, which is not too often one gets to enjoy, was awaiting me when suddenly I realized the cold winter that my life was about to turn into. Just like any other day, I woke up and headed to kitchen to prepare a cup of coffee for myself and a cup of… Read More Nobody knew that the others knew-PART (1/2)
When the season of love, the popular Valentine’s week, is here, I ought to write about anything but love. DISCLAIMER 1– If you ever wanted to have a pinch of romance sprinkled over my salad, “It’s not working for us anymore, I guess”, he said. A journey towards break-up was not something that she was… Read More For this is official day of Love, Happy V-Day!
Sometimes our love for others blinds us, and other times we use our love to blind others. Alarm rang; it already was 6:00 am and here she was thinking how time flies away. She pressed the button on the top the alarm clock to make it stop screaming, an alarm clock which Tanya and Jay… Read More This new house is my token of love for her, for my mom!
“Every moment is the paradox of now or never.” ― Simon Van Booy The atmosphere of her house was bright in that dark night. Her friends were grooving with the music. She was not looking her best in that skater dress of dull Olive color with flat sandals. It’s not that she didn’t have the… Read More A ‘Perfect’ moment. What is it?