Out of thousands of days that you live, some days are special, days that are unforgettable, days that are cherished forever. When I woke up that day, I knew how different it was going to be. After all, it was our anniversary. And, like always, I and Jackson had our plans. Sunrays sneaked in through… Read More Immortal Love
Some days love feels simple, simple as gazing at plain water, Other days there doesn’t come an emotion as intricate as love in sight. Some days love feels insignificant, a burden, Other days it seems indispensable, rather impossible, to live without. Some days love gives the feels of entanglement, Other days make that tangled feeling… Read More Some days
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!