The Ballerino #FridayFotoFiction

He hesitated, twitched his toes, sweat trickled down from his forehead, his heart thumped loudly. Today was a milestone in itself. The day he broke the stereotypes. Those stereotypes of a patriarchal society which curtailed the freedom of not just women but men as well. The day he watched the ballet, he knew what he… Continue reading The Ballerino #FridayFotoFiction

Lonely at the Top #FlashFiction

The first time I saw Mysha was at the coffee vending machine. A 22 year old fresh grad, in a crisp white shirt and black trousers, as she fumbled to use the machine. Before she could react, the cup was overfull with mocha and a lot had spilled out. She looked flummoxed. Today after 12… Continue reading Lonely at the Top #FlashFiction

Renovation #FridayFictioneers

We are going to renovate the house, this old dowdy furniture, fading tiles, leaking roof will be replaced by world class furniture and fittings.Won’t you like that Mom? Do as you please but do not touch this bedroom and bathroom.The stained tiles,cracked wall,peeling paint remind me of the day I entered this house as a… Continue reading Renovation #FridayFictioneers

The coffee date which made me cringe #WTFOW #Writebravely

I am more of a chai person but the joy of sipping a cup of frothy coffee laden with cream at Starbucks, Costa , Barista or good old CCD is something I always enjoy. Not all experiences in life are good though- just like some flavors of coffee which leave us with a bitter taste… Continue reading The coffee date which made me cringe #WTFOW #Writebravely

Tête-à-Tête with Basamma #WTFOW #WriteBravely

The one person whose role was restricted to washing utensils and sweeping/mopping the house- in the past only a few who could afford having a maid hired her. The scene has changed drastically. You will hardly find a single household who doesn’t employ a maid. From cleaning utensils and sweeping/mopping and washing clothes, she has… Continue reading Tête-à-Tête with Basamma #WTFOW #WriteBravely

Letter to a feminist from the 50’s #WTFOW #WriteBravely

Dear Dadi, It feels a bit odd to be writing a letter to you when I know you are fast asleep in the bedroom right  next to me. But there are so many things that I have always wanted to say and at times they may not come out verbally as beautifully as they do… Continue reading Letter to a feminist from the 50’s #WTFOW #WriteBravely

A day in the life of Angel #WTFOW #WriteBravely

Good morning peeps, I hear a few hushed voices around, my mom and grandmom. They are nudging me, trying to wake me up. They say something like its 9 am wake up. These adults are really a pain in the @X$. So if I wake up at 7.30 they grumble that I woke up too… Continue reading A day in the life of Angel #WTFOW #WriteBravely