There are a few things that we tend to associate with celebrations. The feeling of togetherness, harmony, visiting friends and relatives, sharing of gifts and food, and lots more. However, there are times when the same moments are not the same without the company of your loved ones. Sometimes as we move ahead in life… Read More Celebrations #BlogchatterHalfMarathon
Sometimes the simplest of things have some special memories attached to them. An old book with side notes written in it, earrings your friend gifted you, a worn-out favourite t-shirt, and whatnot. Being a foodie, I have a way of associating food with almost every memory of my fat childhood. Some of the most beautiful… Read More The cup of tea #BlogchatterHalfMarathon
“You’ll have to do what she says. How else will it work out?” He shrugged, while She looked on with hope, and a little helplessness. “I’m a vegetarian. I don’t even touch or eat eggs. How can I make fish fry for your mother? It’s unfair, don’t you think?” She pressed on, trying to find… Read More Eggs and a love story
“Chetan Bhagat ka book ekdum superhit hai Sir! Aur bhi hain, dekhoge?” I urged to the suited man before he disinterestedly rolled up his car window and sped off. I chided myself for deserting my father’s book stall and following the usual herd to the traffic signal in hope of some quick sale. He would… Read More My Life Around Books #StoryTellersBlogHop
Read first second and third part of The Picture #ShortStory here. Kriti sat at the table in a complete daze. All the sounds around her suddenly seemed to have died down. While her heart ached and her senses felt numb, her mind strained hard to keep all emotions in check. She looked at his friends hopefully but… Read More The Picture #ShortStory (Part 4)
Read first part of The Picture #ShortStory here. Read the second part of the story here. “Who is this from?” Mohit wondered looking at the long email he had just received. Apart from college assignments it had information about various competitive exams to apply for after graduation. It was from someone named Kriti who even after racking… Read More The Picture #ShortStory (Part 3)
Read first part of The Picture #ShortStory here. Kriti stealthily looked up the edge of her cubicle at the animated, growing crowd near the water cooler. The picture of last Friday’s disaster was still fresh in her mind and she was dreading today’s inevitable invitation. The girl gang at work was making elaborate plans to… Read More The Picture #ShortStory (Part 2)