“You know I don’t like this ‘Work hard, Party harder’ lifestyle.” he had carped under his breath. She had heard it anyway. “You cannot tell me what to do. I haven’t asked you how to conduct my life. We aren’t having this conversation again, ever!” she had blasted at him and banged the door hard… Read More The Party #FridayFotoFiction
She gazed at the fire without blinking. The cacophony created by the fusion of numerous sounds like the chanting of mantras, the non-stop banter of friends and relatives or her irritatingly teasing cousins would’ve driven her up the wall on any other day; today had other pressing matters. She had given her consent to this… Read More The Decision #FridayFotoFiction
She bit her lip to avoid screaming out loud whenever her smooth skin brushed against the rough greasy interior of the car trunk. She felt disgusted, filthy but this was imperative. His behaviour of late had aroused a lot of suspicion. His offhand attitude paired with frequent implausible excuses had made her take this extreme… Read More Caught red-handed #FridayFotoFiction
They knew each other since college time, had been working together for years and were amongst the lucky few who had turned their passion into a profession. They got an incredible thrill from it. It was one thing for these foodie friends to explore inexpensive food-joints as students and treat themselves to the best there… Read More Inscrutable foodie #FridayFotoFiction
It had happened so fast that for a fleeting hopeful moment Vihaan wished that this was a nightmare and would soon come to an end. Sadly, it was all true. He loved and enjoyed being a prankster. While it was permissible to switch sugar with salt in someone’s tea or send a girl letters bearing… Read More The Confession #FridayFotoFiction
“Why am I thinking about it? I cannot do this!” Reena said resignedly as she fell in a heap on the bean bag, the only clutter-free furniture in the room. Focussed and deliberate, Rahul egged on. There could be a way he could get his point through. Her wish was final but he yearned to… Read More The Choice #FridayFotoFiction
“I don’t have it in me anymore.” he had said. One of the best guitarists of his time and his personal favourite, John was flabbergasted that he had to counsel Alex. Creative shutdowns weren’t unheard of in his profession, yet knowing that the man whose music had been his companion on many a lonely nights… Read More Music #FridayFotoFiction