Sweat trickled down Kevin’s brow as he tried to stay still and focus on the house. Lights were on in the living room while the first floor was dark and the curtains were drawn close. He knew it wasn’t empty though, his task was there somewhere. He had never been entrusted with such a responsibility… Read More The Mark
Mitali adjusted the pallu of her cotton saree, careful not to overdo the creases. Its lovely plain parrot green colour and pale blue border lined with golden motifs complimented her Ikkat lilac blouse beautifully. She had taken special care with her makeup and jewellery today. Her smoky black kohled eyes and nude lipstick paired perfectly… Read More Coffee and Memories
There was an unmistakable bounce in Raju’s step today. He was so pleased that even lugging the heavy grocery bags couldn’t dampen his spirits. He playfully saw the setting sun through a circle made with his thumb and forefinger and smiled at it. It looked like the orange candy he often had, but today was… Read More The Chocolate
Valentine’s Day attracts different kinds of reactions from different people. Some call it the day of love and expression while skeptics consider it an intelligent marketing strategy. One can’t deny though that it is a day of happiness, warmth, and affection, not only for your partner but for everyone whom you share a special bond… Read More A Valentine’s Day story
Hi dear readers! It has been a while since I participated in a blogging challenge and #BlogchatterHalfMarathon seems like the best way to get back to writing regularly. After all, it’s always our community that motivates and pushes us, right? A quick recap for those who don’t know about it: You have to write 10… Read More The Train #BlogchatterHalfMarathon
Anita ambled to the dinner table and set her customary afternoon tea in front of her regular chair. She put a glass of water next to it for her husband and gingerly got seated. Her eyesight had faded, both her knees had been replaced, and eating was now a boring exercise of gulping down without… Read More A song for the loving heart
Paul’s pudgy, alcohol-fed body carelessly lay splayed out on the lone deckchair. He lazily tossed yet another empty beer bottle at the rapidly mounting pile on his right. It landed on it with a noisy clink and slid down on the hot sand. The beach was filled with its usual cacophony; teenage girls in skimpy… Read More The Memorable Holiday