Stories that were never told
Sometimes I wonder what I should write next. What it is that one would like. Some want to hear about love. And some, make fun of it. Some search for depth in every word. Whereas some, ignore the buried meaning or maybe fear the harshness of it. Because it's frightening. Uncertain. unknown. Like death. They … Continue reading What Should I Write Next? (2 min read)
'You should've tried more.' Father has always been quite reserved. He's been stringent about his ideals and principles. I respect him. I always have. It's not that he was my hero. Neither did I ever call him the best father. But I've seen immense respect in mother's eyes for him. And that was enough for … Continue reading An Ideal Wife (2 min read)
I met her after ten years. She looked nothing like she did all those years back. Her face was drawn, eyes baggy and a messy bun hanging loose behind her neck. Her struggle with keeping the half-broken umbrella in place over her head propelled me to ask my driver to pull over. The window rolled … Continue reading Memories Of A Broken Umbrella (2 min read)
I always carry the ring you gave me. But I can't wear it anymore. Of late I tend to forget where I've kept it. Like yesterday I went out for a short evening walk; suddenly while crossing the road - the one where we'd first met - my legs froze; I don't know why but … Continue reading On My Way To Life (2 min read)
I am 31. A married woman. Standing at a bus stop at midnight, ignoring the murmurs of silence, prickling of darkness, and waiting for happiness. A year back from now, I was supposed to be standing right here, right at this time. But instead I was seated in a car, adorned with flowers and balloons, … Continue reading Blindfolded( 2 min read)
The crowd started clearing; a sheer veil of innumerable sky lanterns, shimmering like fireflies, had dotted the sky; their glimmer reflected in his eyes as he looked up yet failed to beguile him, for the flare of hope, in his heart, had started to wane. Twenty five years - it was long enough for a … Continue reading I Promise… (1 min read)
'Hello.' He answered tonelessly. Instantly I knew it was a mistake. I shouldn't have called. I probably would never have, unless some momentary, pointless emotions had taken over me. 'You there?' He asked. How could someone be so ruthlessly cold? I stared at the award on the table. My roommate's voice, from the hall, reached … Continue reading You there? (1 min read)
