Stories have ends…Part-1

“So is this what you had in mind?”she spoke haltingly.  “Not really. But then all I had seen was your name on the slip of paper. I still have it kept somewhere,” he extracted an unusually well folded paper out of his wallet. ...
A “cultural committee”

A “cultural committee”

“Can I get Pune?” I asked her. A bewildered HR executive replied, “But isn’t Lucknow your hometown? We precisely gave you this location. If just in case you still have an issue give me a call back. But think it over.” I had been selected...

He outdid me

It had been close to a decade since I had last seen him. He had taken time to respond to my mail and well I most definitely wanted to meet me. I wanted to meet him not because I missed him or because I longed for his company. But because inside my head I had to prove...
My first Leibster award!!! :D :D

My first Leibster award!!! :D :D

Honestly I want to make some Miss India like speech (because perhaps this is my only moment!) but I will let it pass 😛 I saw Maggie’s (her blog! ) comment on one of my blog posts and bam below it her words that I won Leibster award. Who in the blogging...

Promises of life

Surrender, for there is no choice, my dear friend. Games she played didn’t work wins got lost. But now we know what stakes are left dear friend. The saga called life doesnt make or break you. Its how you and I kept promises all untied. This haiku is on prompt...
It took sometime…

It took sometime…

Image courtesy Fotolia “But they all look the same to me. How do you know which one?” Pooja was very confused seeing the never ending blue rimmed houses on the sides of the lane. She had not eaten since morning and her father was...
Chaar log dekhnge to kya kahenge

Chaar log dekhnge to kya kahenge

We must have heard these words from our parents and relatives at least a million times while growing up. “Chaar log dekhnge to kya kahenge”. These four people changed our whole society. The way we think,the way we grow or the way we should not grow. These four...

Maya

Did they even know why I wanted to buy that dress? I guess not. They did not know Maya. And because they did not know Maya they could not understand why I desperately wanted to buy that one particular dress. “Sir the issue is with size. We can probably show you...
Bond and Blonde- When I grow up

Bond and Blonde- When I grow up

Comic number 6: Please click on the picture if need better clarity 🙂 Bond and Blonde is a recently initiated series of comic strips on the blog. Just in case you have missed the past four please find them here (would help understand the theme as well): Bond and Blonde...

If only it was love….

No its not like I never thought I could escape him but then there were moments I felt I pitied him. A man who cannot even muster to pick his own laundry would find it very difficult to live alone. How was I so sure he would be left to live alone? Well didn’t I...