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?
'Please forgive me. Please don't write me off.' Somehow forgiving anyone had never come easy to her. She mulled the entire day, why did he, how could he, what should she. As confused as she had started, she found no answers. She did not understand why did he even have to tell her; not knowing … Continue reading All it took…
John Denver's timeless classic plays in the background,'Leaving on a Jet plane'. As I finished packing for the next journey, for a new job, a new country, I realized my heart, like my bags, felt heavier. A part of me, I knew, would remain in the city. However I was taking more than what I was going … Continue reading All Bags Packed..
The season of weddings had arrived, again. That time of the year when my college friends returned from Silicon Valley to wed a homely Indian girl. For someone who despises the institution of marriage,like me, it is a dreadful time. Not only do we have to face the disgust of those RSVP cards where '+1' … Continue reading Middle Ground
Five thousand word essay - the last task in his list. As he wrote the last entry, he felt wrapped by a sudden sense of serenity. The swelling passion and energy of the first morning of his vacation had subtly settled into a pensive slow-paced afternoon owing to the sumptuous lunch. Although the holiday had been … Continue reading The Unwritten Essay
She entered swiftly through the door of her new house, let her shoes fly to a corner, plonked herself on the single couch and slid her heavy school bag to a side. Only then, she took a long breath. The water bottle still hung on her neck. She looked pretty with her plaited hair, round … Continue reading Grandpa’s School Story