I was still in 12th std and had joined a coaching class for Chemistry. There were boys and girls from several other schools. There was one such very sweet guy, who was throwing glances at me, throughout the class, for the entire period of coaching. It was obvious to the whole class by then, that […]
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 […]
Love Across Forever
He doesn’t tire of being his silly, self-absorbed, know-it-all self while she doesn’t tire of checking on him. He is the epitome of simplicity and happiness, while she is the deep thinker and worrier who needs just the grounding he offers. He doesn’t miss a chance to crack a witty retort, while she doesn’t lose […]