A single drop of tear slid down her cheek as she stood waving at the train. Her closest friend was returning home after a long stay with her. This was probably the last time she would see him in Hyderabad, probably the last time he would give her a quick surprise, probably the last time she … Continue reading Transition.
Dear Reader, Hi How have you been doing? It's been a long time since I spoke to you. I have been in a dilemma, you see. There are these small moments, little things that make me fall in love with her. The rest of the time, it's seems like a great warm friendship. What should … Continue reading What Do You Think?
Who was he? I did not get an answer from anyone. As soon as he walked inside our house, everyone got busy attending to him, especially Mother. She seemed so elated. I do not remember her being this excited. She was wearing a bright blue dress, a new one maybe. I had not seen her … Continue reading An Unexpected Visitor
Dear Samirah Wish you a happy Eighteen Birthday. Hope this year brings out the best in you and teaches you many important facets of life. This letter, my gift for today, I hope, would teach you one such aspect. Do you remember the picture on your grandfather's desk? That one was taken on your fourth … Continue reading For My Daughter…
Are you sure? , he asked. Yes Akshay. I shall leave in another ten minutes. Don't worry. She glanced at him as he stood up and walked towards the door, quickly but carefully. He was a keeper,of that she was sure, for such an innocent and warm guy was hard to come by these days. … Continue reading Of All Those Things
A single ray of sunlight slid inside the room through the gap between the curtain and the wall. It fell straight on Suman's face, arousing him from a long nap. He stayed on the bed, making no effort to rise, and glanced around. The illustrated blue and white curtains, the white walls, the wide-screen TV, … Continue reading An Afternoon Siesta
Dusk had departed when we arrived at the resort high up the hills. The smooth jazz number played in the lobby seemed to be the only soothing thing about the day. It was the first night of our honeymoon, but Murphy's law was at play and things went haywire, at least those that could go wrong - delayed by … Continue reading The First One