Sikha sat behind the steering wheel and started playing music in the car. Deepali sat in the rear seat and relaxed resting her head on the car seat as the child slept next to his mom. A peppy number played and Sikha sang along nodding her head as she drove her way through the traffic….
Chapter 5- Silent Ego Clashes
The feeling of heaviness, the clumsiness within, and the melancholy lashes made Deepali feel claustrophobic. She wanted to break out. Break out free, like forever! Someone in her head shouted out loud! Do it. Do it for yourself. It’s just the initial pain but then, it is freedom! Break the chains, for you must! Deepali…
Chapter 4- Deep ties
Deepali ran back to her room hearing the outcry of her baby. Her heart sank to see her baby in tears. The baby had fallen off the edge of the bed and was in a disoriented position. It was a miracle that the head had not been injured! The helplessness in the little eyes was…
Chapter 3 – Close Circles
Shikha went into the shower to freshen up after reaching her one-BHK apartment. She turned the geyser on and then turned the knob. The warm water from the shower faucet touched her body & as if took away all the tiredness with it. A cozy place of her own that allowed her to be ugly,…
Chapter 2- Busy without business
Nikhil had joined work last year in a position that no one knew existed. And no one except HR knew about what Nikhil did exactly. He would come to the office and after dumping his bag on his desk would literally spend an hour in the pantry taking his coffee slowly and chatting with every…
Chapter 1- The Adrenaline Rush!
“A bird does not sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song. Remember the famous saying by Maya Angelou? Well, that is what my life is! I do not know my purpose, but that does not mean I have to stop living my life.” Sikha thought to herself as she…
The Little Sparrow
I saw a tiny little home, entangled, cozy bed of straws, up above, hidden behind those olive leaves; made with care, the couple took turns, protecting the future inside those eggshells, up above, their world, behind those olive leaves; shades of brown amidst black patches, the beautiful little sparrow chirping, making sweets noises, up above,…
She – an invisible inspiration!
As I try to type the right words to write this blog post, I find it a little hard to do so which is usually not the case. But unlike any other topic, I get lost every time I have to write about women in general. I find a piece of myself every time I…
And finally, they met!
“Can you please pass me a glass of water?” Atul said with a hint of hesitation in his voice. “Kruti …please !” Atul repeated. “Ohh yeah… sure… sorry I don’t know when I had fallen asleep.” Kruti woke up from her slumber and passed on the glass of water to Atul. She looked at the…
Dew drops & Roses
dew drops on the petals,like silken desires, lust, just a tiny part,love is what makes it an art; bring me roses not just red, a dash of yellow is a must, pair it with a tinge of fiery crimson, a hint of black & purple in celebration;let’s be best of friends first,courageous to hold it…
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