Category: Dreams
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The Superwoman Syndrome
Accoutred in smart formals, I strode into my cabin, all magnificent, Pride permeating, betraying every nucleus, Beautiful, slender and lithe, How was I to ever know, That this superwoman thing is a true-blue myth? . The home, over time, evoked a dreary ennui, While wrangling frontline, in the arena of…
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When You Discover Your Child Is Shoplifting
Akshita went to the shopping mall, taking along her son, Armaan, since there was none whom she could leave him with. Six-year-old Armaan loved to accompany his mother wherever she went and would often tag along. Being an only child, he was pampered by his parents. But of late, he…
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Karma Laughs – Part 3
Link to Part 2 Raghav felt very uneasy, seeing Aradhana like this after all these years. Age had made her more beautiful, resplendent and her personality reflected the same congeniality and ease as her husband, further enriched by goodness and wealth. And she came in wearing the same pleasant smile…
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Karma Laughs – Part 2
Link to Part 1 That night Nitish did not return home. Sleep eluded Raghav. He had to act immediately, before the situation got any worse. Next day, he began dialling Nitish’s friends to enquire about his whereabouts when someone informed him that Nitish mostly hanged out with Akshat, because they…
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Karma Laughs – Part 1
Father and son were at it again. Disagreements, loud altercations and cold wars over the same issue. Day by day, Raghav was getting more and more frustrated at Nitish’s incomprehension. “Why can’t I pursue a career of my choice Pappa? If my friends’ fathers can support them, why can’t you?”,…
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Sometimes I feel… (Poem)
Sometimes I feel like taking on the world by storm, Dart ahead, achieve my dreams, shine, tearing all the norms Imagine myself alone, rip every boundary, without an ounce of care, Sans dubiety, keep going places, for that’s how my career should fare, Sometimes I wish life just went by,…
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The Worst Shock (#100wordStoryChallenge – Image based Fiction)
The clock ticked away. Silence ruled, until shattered by the shrill ring of the telephone. Who’s it, at this unearthly hour? “Dad’s no more” came a half-smothered sob. She stood there unmoved, shell-shocked for long moments. How’s it possible? His reports had been normal. They had just met last week,…
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Short Story – ‘Tu meri beti nahi beta hai (you are not my daughter, but a son’)….
‘Tu meri beti nahi beta hai’ (You are not my daughter, rather you are my son), her father’s words resounded in Uttara’s ears. Living in a patriarchal society, Uttara had felt proud whenever Kishan and Radha used to say this to her, as if she had won a Nobel…
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Short story – A mind that is stretched by new experiences….
Apeksha had a flourishing Architectural Consultancy practice. Clients approached her with their dreams and she would spare no ability or effort in making them come true. She was implacably committed and also aware that they liked her ideas coupled with her unwavering determination to work them out. BUT WHAT ABOUT…
Affinity and Moods 