On a sultry Gujarat afternoon, the lazy summer heat would waft in, bringing in its warm folds the salted sweetness of his voice. “Paaaaaavvvvbiskeeeeeeeeeeeet!” Always starting low at ‘paa’ and reaching a nice final peak at ‘keet.' Paav and biscuit ...Read More
Seven years of marriage were enough to attune them to each other’s energy rhythms; Ratan, an early bird while wife Meeta observed owlish hours. He would be winding down at dinner time when she would go amber, ready to turn green ...Read More
“The Indian Railway’s Second AC has lost its elitist air,” Harshal told himself irritably. Elbowing his way into his assigned seat, he glared at the passengers already settled in. They wore that shifty eyed look of proprietary, typical of wait-listed Indians. He rolled his ...Read More
I woke up yet again and looked at the alarm clock. I had set the alarm for six o'clock in the morning like I always did and there was still half an hour before the alarm would start ringing; but ...Read More
On the day of her Shradh, everything is normal. The maids come and go, people go to work, children go to school, the trains and the buses struggle to run on time; the sun rises, it will rise to its ...Read More
He enters my room, looks at my gloomy face and being the best friend that he is, says, "Sugar, wanna go for a walk?" I nod. We walk and walk, without uttering a single word. Reaching Marine Drive, we both sit ...Read More
0:12 21-12-10 From Daksh How was everything at home? All well? Did they ask anything? 10:20 21-12-10 From Kirti Yeah, all well. I show as if I have given up..and have agreed to their decision. So now things are peaceful. 10:30 21-12-10 From Daksh Ok, Great. You are ready, right? Any second thoughts? 10:32 21-12-10 From ...Read More
Editor's Note: This is a writing assignment given (along with the above picture ) to a eight-year old by a parent. He was asked to do a research report on dog sledding and add personal narrative as part of ...Read More
Her eyes gleamed brighter than the pretty gold ring shining on her frail finger. She stared at it in shock and awe, examining her finger from different angles and muttering in utter excitement, “This is for me didi? Really! This ...Read More
She gazed at the Morez clock ominously crawling towards six, dangling precariously on the cracked wall behind her. Her nose wrinkled unceremoniously as the smell of antiquated books rose from the dust, settling on the moist sheet of glass, mixing with ...Read More
The sun had begun to set on the horizon. Chanda’s frail arms could no longer carry the weight of Bablu. Cold and tired, she put him down on the cobbled pavement. The old mansion looked deserted. Chanda and her brothers ...Read More
“This only brings pain.” “There are so many obstacles.” “You are too simple to deal with this….forget this!” “They fight like dogs, can’t see each other’s faces, once they are over with this.” Those were Sujay’s esteemed friends’ opinion on ‘this’; the most dreaded ...Read More
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