Short Stories #14 Three Words

They knew it was coming, sooner or later. So they decided that they will take a call before she boards the flight. Two hours of continuous discussion, silence and tears finally put an end to their once beautiful relationship. She boarded 6E 412, he took an Uber. Both anxiously stared at their reflective phone screens... Continue Reading →

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Finding Guru Ji

I am a person who spends approximately two hours on the road every day. Over the last couple of months, I started observing that a lot of Delhi cars have a "Guru Ji" sticker at the back. I then started questioning people around me, who this Guru was? Was it just one Guru who everyone... Continue Reading →

Short Stories #13 Oops Dad!

Like any son-loving dad of the present day, he wanted to get his son married. And, like any life loving son of the present day, Niraj didn't want to get married. Like any stubborn dad of the present day, he made a Shadi.com profile of his son. And like any ungrateful son of the present... Continue Reading →

After a tiring day at office, he opened the Uber app to book his ride back. He could find a cab after three failed attempts. Obviously, he was relieved once he got into the cab. Three minutes into the journey, he unlocked his phone to check Facebook. The uber app was still open. Out of... Continue Reading →

Short Stories #10 Stranger Beings

Stranger Things 2 had come out on Netflix. It was exactly a year back when they watched the first season together, all episodes in one night. She remembers how they cozily lied on a single bed, his head on her shoulder, hers on his head. Tonight while watching the second season by herself, she missed... Continue Reading →

Feeding Techniques

''It's only the courageous who can survive the food onslaught of a sick son's mother'' - Napoleon Bonaparte, forced fed during Malaria of 1796 AD. I got Dengue fever last week. Goes without saying that my mother was worried and super-active all through out. She ensured that I ate something in every two hours. She, with... Continue Reading →

Short Stories #9 Mitai

Marica left Brazil to stay with Sonia in India. What she couldn't obviously leave behind was her Portuguese accent. But, she wasn't averse to other languages. For instance, she would often ask Sonia, the pronunciation of different Hindi words. One such word Sonia remembered today, on Diwali eve, was Mithai (which means sweets in English).... Continue Reading →

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