The Lady Loan Shark #ShortStory

I met Kala aunty after ages- it had been almost 12 years. I last remember when I was in college, she had come visiting our place from Mumbai. She and her little daughter Meera  We played with Meera in the backyard, she was barely 10. I was pleased to see the young 24 year old… Continue reading The Lady Loan Shark #ShortStory

This fuzzy thing called LOVE #WriteBravely #WriteProBlogger

There were myriad emotions running through Sunaina’s mind as the plane touched the ground. She was back home, her own city Mumbai after a short trip to London. Saying good bye was hard. Her husband Ajay had landed a short term assignment for 6 months in London and she had accompanied him to help set… Continue reading This fuzzy thing called LOVE #WriteBravely #WriteProBlogger

Stigma #WriteBravely #WriteProBlogger #ShortStory

Sophia woke up with a start- sleeping in the day was never enough to make up for a good night’s sleep. Plus she did not have the luxury of sleeping for 6-8 hours like her colleagues who worked in the call center at night and slept in the day. Sophia was a mother of  3… Continue reading Stigma #WriteBravely #WriteProBlogger #ShortStory

Proud of being Brown #WOW #ShortStory

Naira looked at her image in the mirror and cursed her luck again. I must have done something to displease the Gods, thats the reason I have been cursed with this dark skin which  everyone detests. Known as the black sheep of the family, not due her deeds but due to the colour of her… Continue reading Proud of being Brown #WOW #ShortStory

Closure #FridayReflections

Ridhi bit her lower lip, she always did that when she was tensed. She was visiting her hometown after 4 years. The peace and tranquility after a maddening schedule in London ought to calm her down. This was the place she was born and raised, where she made her first friends and foes and her… Continue reading Closure #FridayReflections

Being Myself- Unapologetic

The perfectly cooked, neither burnt nor raw, round chapatis laden with desi ghee neatly stacked one on top of the other lay in the casserole. Dal tadka and aloo shaak, peas pulao and boondi raita- and today’s speciality gajar ka halwa adorned the dinner table. A skill every woman ought to master to rule her… Continue reading Being Myself- Unapologetic

VIOLET hair- #BarAThon

Ray looked with awe at the woman who emerged from the saloon. She had colored her hair with streaks of violet and it looked spectacular. He imagined himself in violet hair and smiled. He always wanted to colour his hair and not the usual shades of brown and burgundy that guys do but he wanted… Continue reading VIOLET hair- #BarAThon