The Wedding House #FridayFotoFiction

Appa and Amma were really excited, the house had been all decked up for Minu’s wedding. They had even arranged for the most expesnive bougainville flowers to deck up the entrance. It was a house which would witness a wedding after 27 long years. The next morning instead of chitter chatter and laughter, a stony… Continue reading The Wedding House #FridayFotoFiction

A birthday with a difference #FridayFotoFiction

The half filled jar of blue lemonade stood by the window. I took a sip and closed my eyes. When was the last time I had felt so calm? Feels like ages ago. A mum never rests, does she? When the kids were born, I thought I will get some rest once they grow older… Continue reading A birthday with a difference #FridayFotoFiction

Taking the unconventional path #FridayFotoFiction

Suma stared at the picture on her Mac- it symbolised her current situation in life so well. Here she was at the crossroads- which path should she take? The safe and secure one which will ensure she maintains her dignity, status and has the security of her family and money for rest of her life?… Continue reading Taking the unconventional path #FridayFotoFiction

Beyond boundaries #FridayFotoFiction

“Yes” he said, sliding his fingers into hers as she clasped them tight. It was the start of a long and arduous journey, the conservative society would never accept this, they had defied all norms, it was an unholy union. It was something they had agreed upon right from the time they started dating. They… Continue reading Beyond boundaries #FridayFotoFiction

Shaken, not shattered #FridayFotoFiction

I was at my favourite spot at the peak of Brienz mountains again- the place I frequented as a young girl- when life was carefree, everything viewed from a rose tinted glass looked pretty, I was in love and life felt magical. The whirlwind romance lasted 6 months and then we broke up. I then… Continue reading Shaken, not shattered #FridayFotoFiction

Writing my destiny #FridayFotoFiction

As a child, I always dreamt of working in London. Like the office goers, suited up, with a plush brief case and a newspaper in tow, I would march into King’s Cross Station and board the train. I would walk into a swanky office, do some big job and bring home money.Money which I could… Continue reading Writing my destiny #FridayFotoFiction

Do you believe in ghosts? #FridayFotoFiction

I had just joined a new MNC as a Director. It was a bit surprising to see the chilled out attitude of people, everyone shut shop by 5. This is outrageous, it won’t work. I would make sure no one chills at the cost of the company. It was 8pm and the office was deserted.… Continue reading Do you believe in ghosts? #FridayFotoFiction