The flight was about to land and she found her mind embroiled in a volley of emotions, not one in particular that could be discerned...regrets for all the choices of the past mainly involving moving away from the homeland...elation of being able to touch base again...anticipations of meeting all the loved ones she had once… Continue reading The Home Coming…(a fiction)
A typical early morning december in Dubai... the streets filled with dense fog...nothing visible beyond a kilometer or maximum two...the city finds itself waking up to the chill and yet remains active...draped in an overcoat, as I walk on the foothpath, across the various signals while heading towards the metro near my house, I look… Continue reading Good Morning Dubai
They went to explore the Egyptian pyramids and only once they stood before it, did they truly realise what 'Magnificience' was...dumbstruck by the overwhelming presence, they wondered how were they ever going to begin...it seemed too huge to even decide the starting point of their work. But it was only 3 pm and there was… Continue reading The Pyramid Scare….
A dullest, cold afternoon it is today...the sky sunless and overcast...the austere chill indubitably registering the onset of a stony winter into the sunny desert, this time around...the torpid weather has already sleep-induced the city into a sopoforic mode....dopey and tired without any reason and already two hours into slumber, I don't feel like giving… Continue reading This winter afternoon…
It was noon and I was back from college. Mom and Dad were in office and brother was as usual hanging out with his friends somewhere. I was alone at home. A weird silence loomed over the house and I felt very lonely with no one to talk to. The first thing I did as… Continue reading Fright-ed afternoons…Is there a ghost?
'You feel their behaviour was acceptable?' Sarika questioned her mom indignantly, explicitly disagreeing. The incident was not one that could be brushed off as trivial. 'We cannot judge them based on a small incident...could be an internal matter too' - her mother tried to slight it. 'Being the boy's parents does not confer them with… Continue reading Story of a matrimonial meet up….
Having listened to a lot of stories on karma and having been raised by parents who had an extremely philosophical bent of mind, she could never ever escape the influence of their thought process. Good karma, bad karma, duty, sincerity, honesty — are some of the words over which life for her had fully revolved… Continue reading A Tale of Transformation…(Published on October 24, 2017 on www.womensweb.in)