Pause.

As he laid back in his chair, heat exuding from his ears, he looked up at the fan. It wasn’t moving. The surface of the fan gleamed due to the light. He was having trouble breathing. He could feel his ears turning red. He rubbed his chest. The silence in his cabin was pounding atContinue reading “Pause.”

Diamonds.

“Diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” they said. I don’t know who the they here are. I don’t mean I don’t know, I just can’t seem to recall who exactly they are. I grew up listening to mothers say it, the advertisers claim it, movies celebrate it. I was brought up in an Indian middleContinue reading “Diamonds.”

Breathe.

Her husband sat her down at the bed. She’d just taken a hot water bath. She placed her towel on her shoulder to soak up water from her wet hair. She inhaled deeply. This wasn’t the first time she had to answer the questions. This wouldn’t be the last. “How did it happen?” “What didContinue reading “Breathe.”

The Rose.

“Ouch,” she uttered, pulling back her finger from the rose stem. A thorn had pricked her and a drop of blood lay on her finger, perfectly placed like it always belonged there. She smiled. “Got yourself another prick, did you now?” her husband asked, as he sat in the hall, immersed in the morning’s papersContinue reading “The Rose.”

The Hope?

Contd from… He sent his father away for breakfast. It was ticking 10 AM. She would be coming over  any time to the shop now. And there she was, clad in a sari, hiding all possible parts with the six yards of cloth. She had a beautiful body, one she should have been flaunting hadContinue reading “The Hope?”

The Ideal?

Her eyes teared up as she wrote another long, lying letter to her mother. A letter which would give away nothing of what was happening to her, which killed her bit by bit from guilt every time she thought of her mother. Her mother had always been her best friend. She still was. But thisContinue reading “The Ideal?”

A Suitable Boy.

A suitable boy – now we know what defines a boy, but what defines suitable exactly? A boy who loves you passionately but is from another religion by birth is unsuitable? A boy who believes in pursuing his passion for writing over his profession of law is unsuitable? Or a boy with whom none ofContinue reading “A Suitable Boy.”

Happy anniversary, indeed!

The last piece of cake was smeared on his face! “Twenty years of marriage! What’s the secret?” asked a colleague in jest! “You agree more than you disagree. And you learn to shut up!” Sameer replied at once. “At least there’s someone who can shut Sameer up,” they joked! Only they didn’t know it was aContinue reading “Happy anniversary, indeed!”

Fire.

I could see the flames of fire leaping in his eyes. The hungry flames leapt higher trying to fly away with the winds to destinations unknown, on journeys more romantic. The gleaming eyes sent a chill down my spine even as the heat from the flames was making me swelter. I walked away from theContinue reading “Fire.”