#256. CAUGHT IN THE ACT- Photo Fiction

A couple in a heated discussion somewhere in California He: Did you just see what’s printed in the paper today? She: Why? What’s so special in it? You always seem to be hooked to the page 3. He: You wouldn’t believe this..you have always been raving about Cheryl and how she would go to anyContinue reading “#256. CAUGHT IN THE ACT- Photo Fiction”

#253. BEHIND THAT SMILING FACE – An Inspiring Fictional tale

The scuttlebutt in our village has it that she must either be a witch or a Goddess. But collectively, everyone believed that she had special powers for, no one has ever seen her cry, not when she was hated at birth because of her gender; not when polio paralyzed her legs, because of not beingContinue reading “#253. BEHIND THAT SMILING FACE – An Inspiring Fictional tale”


It is an Annual event, all the more reason to celebrate it merrily. Wow! I am finally 18. Feeling sublime that I am finally adult, I thought its about time everyone starts treating me like one! As I lazed around in my bed with eyes still closed, the frying smell of hot snacks from myContinue reading “#249. THE AWAKENING”


I am always a strickler for principles. That’s one of the few streaks I have inherited from my mom. I follow them and insist my kids follow those rules too. I keep reiterating these thoughts so that they are ingrained in them. I thought to share a few of them here, for you to ponder.Continue reading “#245. SOME THOUGHTS TO PONDER”


It is our first anniversary today. As we walked hand in hand into the restro-bar to celebrate our one year of togetherness, my mind started replaying the day we first met. It was a Friday and as I waited for my turn to read the lines I had written for the Friday Poetry Night, myContinue reading “#242. LOVE STORY”


‘I am home.’ This statement holds more value now, as I just got back after being in the Mental Health facility for six months. My parents handled me like I was some crystal vase that could crack any moment. Uf! I thumped the desk in frustration. No, I wouldn’t cry. How I wish, relieving myselfContinue reading “#237. THE NEW BEGINNINGS”


“You annoy me with your childish behaviour and carelessness. Remember the other day, how you forgot your bike after parking it by the dock!” “….” “Your unorthodox parenting methods irritate me. You pamper the kids and make me look bad.” “…..” “Even now, you ain’t listening.” Oh dear! I’ll be a goner if I don’tContinue reading “#235. WHAT’S TRUE LOVE WITHOUT A LITTLE BICKERING?”


Shed the inhibition, Shred the fear, Loosen your buttoned-down demeanor. Let people think what they want to, Dance to your heart’s desire. No pattern or synchronized steps, Just create some crazy hook steps. Be cordial with your own self. Deadlines and assignments can wait, Just take it light, for You’ve just got one shot atContinue reading “#228. COME ON, LET’S CELEBRATE LIFE!”


Riya was not an orphan, but she felt like one. She was an unfortunate kid, but there used to be a time when she felt blessed. Her dad, a street busker had met her mom during one of his performances, courted her and eventually got married. They had a lovely life, with the arrival ofContinue reading “#225. HEY LIFE, HERE I COME!”

#221. SO BAD, IT’S GOOD!

My cousin Rob was never the type who restrains himself. When he decides to do something, he likes to go all out. People’s judgments never bothered him. We should have got accustomed to his hystrionics by now, that nothing should shock us anymore. Of late, he has started thinking himself to be a songster, muchContinue reading “#221. SO BAD, IT’S GOOD!”


Dana’s life wasn’t the same when her parents decided to divorce when she was just two. Reason for the separation- her mom saw herself too sophisticated to stay in the ranch with her dad. Late realization! She later told Dana that the day she finally decided to move out and move on was the dayContinue reading “#214. MY DADA AND I”


“Sweety, did you see my mobile?” “Chweety, did you chee my mobile?” “Sweet, Mamma is serious!” “Chweet, Mamma cheerious” I controlled the burst of laughter by biting my lips inwardly, seeing my little one trying to imitate me. This is an age old technique used to irritate the other person. Looking back, there are countlessContinue reading “#210. MY DEAR IMITATOR”

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