Poets and Oats

As she slipped into her favorite top, she realized that the restaurant maybe all booked by the Valentine's day rush. In her half worn sandals, she hopped across the room to reach her phone and dialed the restaurant . Hi, I know it's last minute, but I was hoping I could book a table at … Continue reading Poets and Oats



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.


'Anokhi, Any day this week', those were Doctor saheeba's only words, accompanied by her usual reassurance,  a soft pat on my cheek. She had once professed that I had been her prettiest subject. Unsurprisingly, she had attended many young women, most of them in dire straits. My wretched state of affairs was inflicted upon me … Continue reading Resilience.