सामने तैयारी चल रही थी और मैं मन में उमड़ती गहरी असहनीय वेदना को किसी तरह दबाए ,अश्रुओं को आँखों की कोरों में थामे उस तरफ देखे जा रही थी । माँ मुझे संभाली हुई थीं ।उनका स्नेहसिक्त कंपकंपाता सा स्पर्श मुझे ढाढस बंधा रहा था ,तभी सहसा मेरा ध्यान गया, शिशु की होने वाली […]
बदनाम गली का घर
मिहिर , मैंने आपके कपड़े और टिफिन बैग में रख दिये हैं …. उसने आंखों ही आंखों में उसे अपनी कोठरी के अंदर आने का इशारा किया और मानी के अंदर आते ही उसे अपनी बाहों में भर लिया था … मानी तुझे छोड़ कर जाने का बिल्कुल भी मन नहीं करता लेकिन मेरी मजबूरी […]
The Samaritan Flower
Once there lived a girl named Zoey. She lived with her mother and her little sister named Coco in a small cottage. Her mother was very hard working. Coco was a very sweet, kind, and obedient girl. She would always listen to her elder sister. One day their mother asked them to get some juicy […]
Know your Author: Tanushree
Four girls. One uniform. One dream. Set in the Officers’ Training Academy, this is the story – Of Bijli Bijarnia aka Billi, the girl with feline grace and lightning-fast reflexes, determined to tear through the social taboos of Haryana hinterland from where she hails. She’s resolutely follows her dreams. Of Lakmenlang Zyiem aka Lakme from Shillong, the optimistic […]
How I Met Your Father
A decade back, on 22nd December, 2009, I was doing a regular London-Mumbai flight with half the first class cabin full. It was a night flight so it was kind of quite. I was busy winding up my first service when I heard two guys chit chatting at the bar area. I peeped out of […]
Valentine’s Story
….he wanted to enter the next century holding my hand story story 1999 was about to end, and we both were enjoying our courtship period. Everyone was worried to handle the Y2K problem, which was going to trouble the software. My husband, then-fiancee, was a software professional and was very busy with his work as […]
Valentine Day ….the Indian way
This story rolls back two decade in time to the city of Lucknow, where I lived with my family living up to the Indian values of a patriarchal family. We had a fine education and a great global awareness, but limited experience. indian indian Going overseas was not an everyday happenstance in the neighbourhood, overseas […]
30 years and still counting!
I met him in 1991 when I was some 13 years old. He was like a fresh mountain breeze in our school when he joined as the school head boy in class XI (I was in 9th). We acted together in an inter-school play competition and I was his wife in that role. We took […]
Enwrapping my Soul!
soulHow could you know? How could I imagine? When you shared your deep thoughts in an attempt to fill the void in your heart and then you chose silence, everything seemed not right. Because you did know what your suffering’s color was and you have chosen to keep it and not show your wounds. I […]
The Joy Ride
It was a sunny day in April 1996, and I was coming back from college. Those were the days when auto-rickshaw was one of the means of transportation. joy I found a handsome young guy carrying the book of Salman Rushdie in his hand while entering the auto. The auto was full, and not an […]