Poppies On The Wall..

Poppies On The Wall..

Every morning, Nanaji would pull a chair under the old mango tree and with the sun warming his knees; he would wait for a steaming cup of black tea and the Dainik Jagaran to be delivered to him. Scooby, the big black part Doberman (with some mongrel genes that gave him a long bushy tail) would drool silently, waiting […]

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Memories Of Rain

Memories Of Rain

It is a girl. She is walking down an uneven path on the barren hillside, placing her feet carefully on the loose stones. Her thin brown fingers are curled around some ferns with white spore smeared undersides that she uses to stamp Christmas tree shapes on her skin. She places a leaf at the back of the hand clasping […]

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Release…

Release…

The living room vibrated with some unseen, leashed emotions. The moment he entered he could sense the shift in atmosphere. After a day well spent with his friends he was in a mood to watch some sports on TV, have some late dinner, check his emails and go to sleep. But the sudden tingling at […]

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For Him…

For Him…

To Love. To  lose. And  to never love again is a sickening feeling. She had trusted herself, built a wall around her  nobody would penetrate, yet it had happened. Probably one sided as she did not know his feelings for her. He said he loved her ….as a friend.  An afterthought she would have never […]

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Soul Spice

Soul Spice

  There is nothing overtly special about this day. It is just another Saturday, the day of the week that goes fastest, and she is back to her domain, the kitchen, aromas sashaying their way out of the open windows, mustard and asafetida, curry leaves and green chillies chopped fine, like little green nose rings. […]

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