“Tall, dark, and handsome! That is what I want! “, He had overheard many girls say this. Well, he never fit into any such roles. He would often be the one who got neglected while his friends had been approached by girls or got accepted on their proposals. He would often look into the mirror…

It was quite late in the evening that day and I closed the school gate after everyone left. Manoj Sir, who always leaves quite late, had waved me goodbye. I stared at the school building where I have served for almost seventeen odd years! It was not only my second home now but my identity…

Wilma always smiled, no matter what. As a child of about eleven years old, she was one happy soul. Not because she ever topped her class, not because she stood out in any of the extracurricular activities, not because she was that pampered at home, but happiness was probably her very persona. Her smile was…

He went into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. His French beard looked fine and he was happy with the make-over that he had got. He rubbed his hand on his cheeks and then with both hands ruffled his bushy black hair that sat like a crown on his head. Then he toned his…

It was peak summers and she waited at Acharjya Vihar Chhaka in Bhubaneswar. She was waiting at the bus stop for Bus No-18 that would take her to Cuttack, her workplace . The bus seemed quite late today than the usual time. She looked at the azure-colored sky with patches of clouds floating like fluffy…