A letter from “Hope” #FictionMondays

As the new postmaster of this quaint little sleepy village of Dorfli, I had little to look forward to. I braced myself up for a sleepy day ahead. An old lady walked into the post office, hunched, frail, trembling- what stood out were her glistening eyes. She looked at me eagerly as I searched for… Continue reading A letter from “Hope” #FictionMondays

Why don’t I write more often? #Musings

A question that has often plagued me in the recent past. And I do have some answers but not all feel justified to my own heart. I started off my writing journey in 2014 when I became a Mom. Before this I had written a poem once in my early 20’s in my diary and… Continue reading Why don’t I write more often? #Musings

6 months post Corona- Does this really feel normal?

My friend and I were talking a few days back that its been 6 whole months since we last stepped into office- March 16th it was. It seems unbelievable the things each one of us have gone through. Something we had never envisioned for ourselves ever.From the initial days of being plunged into a strict… Continue reading 6 months post Corona- Does this really feel normal?

Regrets #FictionMonday

Everything about the house looked picture perfect, it was the dream home James and I had been scouting for since a year. “A new one on the block , you will love it” said Lisa, our estate agent. It was indeed a beauty, ample light, just the right size of rooms, a little backyard and… Continue reading Regrets #FictionMonday

The book with a red cover #LoveStories -Part 2

You can read Part 1 of this story here She wore her favourite black dress, the one that accentuated her curves, a simple elegant dress that made her feel confident and sassy. A little bit of make up, kohl rimmed eyes, a light mauve lipstick and some cologne, hair left loose. She took an Uber,… Continue reading The book with a red cover #LoveStories -Part 2

My life, my way #FlashFiction

The skyscrapers terrified me as a newbie, its a lonely life here. Plenty of money, luxuries, everything except for love and laughter they said. As you move higher, the lonelier you will get. Is it worth it, I thought a thousand times as I saw the flashy suits and wondered what was hidden beneath the… Continue reading My life, my way #FlashFiction

A dash of colour #Fiction Monday

Rhea loved her bread plain, no sauce , jam or marmalade. Sometimes with butter or a slice of cheese maybe. And Raj loved his bread with a generous helping of jam or sauce. “We are like chalk and cheese” she exclaimed, “this ain’t working”. Raj was not one to give up. He won her over… Continue reading A dash of colour #Fiction Monday

Count your blessings- here is what the pandemic taught me

In mid March, it seemed like the worst nightmare ever and one that dint look like its ending. Work from home was not fun, I missed dressing up, putting on make up, my shoes and driving to work. I had just moved closer to my workplace and was looking forward to the flexibility of travelling… Continue reading Count your blessings- here is what the pandemic taught me

The book with a red cover #LoveStories

She sipped her cup of decaffeinated coffee as her eyes stayed glued to the book, the last few pages are always the most enticing. A few minutes later she put down the book and looked around her. The cafe was full of people. February is the month of love, as amply displayed by the heart… Continue reading The book with a red cover #LoveStories