The String that binds us
(The gender and ages of the characters are completely up to the reader’s imagination)
Articles of clothing lay around...
Taste…
…….strings of marigold……tuberoses…..jasmine scented agarbattis…..rows of satin covered chairs with golden ribbons tied into equal sized bows…..dainty pint sized cucumber sandwiches….symmetrical...
THE PARTIAL REUNION
The car sped through the highway. Avani was
sitting on the backseat, her heart racing since she received the call from the
grandmother's attendant...
OF LATE REPLIES AND FAILING LOVE
As I was sitting with one of my friends, swiping in his phone the photos of his latest vacation, a WhatsApp notification...
CALL ME MOM
She walked down the stairs barefoot, to be
as quiet as possible. It was 1 a.m. The dim street lights shining through the
glass...
BEAUTY BENEATH THE SKIN
Waking up every morning to the same surroundings is something to which everyone is accustomed. But for Naina, it was a moment...
Delusions
A few stories are lucid enough to make your heart melt but
it has always got the other side of it as well....
OUR FLAWED AND SELF- SERVING LOVE
I was going through the old picture album, nostalgic about the childhood which passed in a jiffy, while we spent our time...
FRAGRANCES WORTH FALLING FOR
“Best
childhood memory?”
“Watching Malgudi Days with family.”
Impressive,
she thought. She realized that she had something...
THE LUNCH BREAK
"Take your lunchbox beta, I have
packed it."
"I don't want it, give it to your son,
whom you love...
