In the month of June with a drizzling showers and a wet mud fragrance. I was enjoying my wedding rituals and ceremonies. House full of lights and healthy, wealthy relatives... gana bajana and of course khana J a typical Punjabi marriage. Never t...
It was twilight. The sun was setting behind the mountains. Birds were returning to the safety of their nests. The trees had bowed down their canopy, as though cowing down against the terrors of the night. The sky was switching shades from a gay ...
It was one of those ominous evenings when he had that frenzied impulse to go out for a walk — a stroll around the complex that they lived in. He would pace till his weary legs would want to take him back home. The home he would dread to set fo...
The colossal sun was shining with all its fury. Young Niharika was strolling in her large room on first floor of her palatial house. Last night incident was still fresh in her mind and she was unable to forget all the happenings and high headed ...
It was Barli’s 20th birthday. Bhima and Savitri had made elaborate preparations to celebrate it with her. Neighbours were invited in advance and Savitri had cleaned her home with the village pond’s water. The cow dung cakes from the walls w...
FreefallI never thought I would travel with the three things I have at the back of my brand new Porsche right then. The three things I had were: my dog Fifi, a box of contraceptive pills and an unopened bottle of Chardonnay. Fifi always travelle...
My Brother’s KeeperSarita WariierOne rainy night in the mental hospital, Bhola decided to tell his friend Maahi the warden, his story. For long, Maahi had felt and known that Bhola was perfectly sane and there was some strange personal reas...
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Let me tell you a story. A story you live through. A story that narrates your everyday life and yet, a story that seems so different when told by a stranger.It’s just another typical Monday morning. You wake up whining on how little sleep youâ...
There was one rare residential tower named ‘Ursula’ at Bandra sea side which wasn't hammered down by builders for a reason or two. It was a thirteen storeys building with four flats on each floor and not a single resident was ready to leave ...