One Sunday afternoon Adya decided to clean her cupboard. By nature, I am a very positive t-shirt. I always had a feeling that one day Adya would re-discover me and start wearing me again. I was only partially right. Adya picked me and without even a cursory glance placed me in a blue duffle bag. The bag had a lot of other articles including a … Continue reading The T-Shirt Story #7 Separation
December 2015 She told him that the only way out was to wipe her out of his memory, both phone and heart. He began doing that, one by one, marking each photo which just had her or them together. After deleting close to a thousand pictures, he realized that wiping her off his phone memory was more difficult that wiping her off his heart. So … Continue reading Short Stories #18 The Happy Picture
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 to notice if the notification light turned green. She called … Continue reading Short Stories #14 Three Words
He asked the autowallah to take them to Maroosh Cafe, which was hardly two kilometers away. The autowallah promptly asked for 100 bucks which Karunesh bargained down to 40. They hopped in, reached the destination and found the cafe to be closed. Farzyn asked the autowallah to take a u-turn and take them to a Subway, which was the same distance from where they hopped … Continue reading Short Stories #8 Limits
He loved it at first glance, the beautiful cover, just the right size, perfect page thickness and of course bought with love! She switched worlds, but the diary stuck by. In the end, only the diary knew what they should have known. Continue reading Short Stories: #2 The Diary
My grandfather (baba) underwent a heart procedure a couple of weeks back. While he’s recovering steadily, guests and relatives keep pouring in every now and then to see how he’s doing. Same drill for the family and him, almost every time. Today however, was a bit different. It was his (deceased) elder brother’s wife (bhabhi) who visited. Baba was resting in his room when I … Continue reading Hello Happiness!
There are times when we actually forget things and there are others when we pretend to. Guess the latter has lately become the in-thing ! While laying down the seeds to the argument, I would not disagree to admit that I myself have many times chosen to deliberately forget things. But yes, I’ve also tried to keep it at minimal levels. Coming back to the … Continue reading Acting Pricey !