Category: Happiness
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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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Partnerships and Celebrations…
Just recently, someone close visiting us, casually happened to ask, if we had any plans to celebrate my hubby’s upcoming birthday, to which hubby was quick to respond that it’d just be like any normal day. We all seemed to unanimously agree. But on an afterthought, I found myself slightly…
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Precious Nothings
As my slumberous eyes open to the bright yellow rays of the desert sun permeating into the room, glazing through the tall, sun-kissed windows, I stretch leisurely and smile. No chirping of birds here, unlike India and yet an encompassing quietness, lending a unique serenity to the surroundings, indeed makes…
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Together in Spirit (A Short Story)
Four-year-old Vihaan woke up in the morning and chirped, “Good Morning Mamma”. “Good Morning Darling. How are you feeling today? Are you Ok?” asked Smriti stretching on the bed, before moving on to affectionately hug him and pull him into her arms, under the blanket. Her husband Aditya had already…
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The Sandcastle (Short Story)
Seven year old Neel and Kathy played together on the beach, whenever they came along with their mothers. They loved building sandcastles. Kathy could never get hers right but Neel had become an expert in making them. He could however sense Kathy’s despair when she saw her model to be…
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Short story – The Acceptance
Amisha pondered over Rajat’s words ‘They are OK with it. In fact mom was suggesting that we put up curtains in the bedroom of our new home-to-be for better privacy.’ The words uttered though brief, held an air of aloof hauteur about them, she could not understand why. Instead of…
Affinity and Moods 