I looked at it through the corner of my eye sitting prettily surrounded by its three friends and exuding one of the most succulent fragrances I know. The commotion around us couldn’t threaten to break our instant connection. However, Dad, like a 80s Bollywood villain, halted my advances midway when I leapt in surrender to… Read More D is for Dosa #BlogchatterA2Z
Do you remember the scene from Coolie in which Amitabh Bachchan tries to prepare French omelette using a recipe shared on the radio? There is much mashing up between the recipe and yogasans, courtesy the tied and hilariously vengeful Rathi Agnihotri. He ends up twisted into a knot, one egg hatched and the others lying… Read More B is for Besan ke Laddoo #BlogchatterA2Z
Have you ever seen a movie because its trailer connected with you instantly and made you catch a first day first show? Chances are that it may have fulfilled your expectations. However, higher chances are that you cursed the trailer for being misleading. Marriage is something like that. It is unpredictable and springs surprises; whether… Read More The spicy story of my marriage
Keeping my hand on the spatula I told myself, “I will say nothing but the truth” and then lied blatantly through my teeth. I felt like the biggest hypocrite there ever was yet felt proud for averting an unpleasant situation. Giving lip service to someone out of societal obligation must be made an enforced offense. 😉… Read More When I tell the truth.. #WowPrompt
My dad gave me three life rules to live by: 1. Spoken words can never be taken back. Use them wisely. 2. Live and enjoy life to the fullest but remember to save for a rainy day, and 3. Any temptation, when overdone, is dangerous. The first two were easy, but the third one proved… Read More Learning from Dad’s rules #WriteBravely
Camouflage face paint, hearts beating furiously and a resolve of acting out their sinister plan, they crouched behind the grill near the door. Revenge is a dish best served cold. She wouldn’t know what hit her! Inside, the lady regaled her bored maid about the ‘thieves’ she reported to the cops. Her alertness had helped… Read More The Revenge #FridayFotoFiction
Finding a secluded corner in the buzzing restaurant at lunchtime was a nightmare. Meera’s irresistible charm did the trick though. As she quietly settled with her paraphernalia at the ocean view table, her mind was already at work. ‘This must be quick’, she reflected, as she longingly ran her fingers over the treasured embroidered package.… Read More Vacation and detox #FridayFotoFiction